More Love Notes

More bedtime love notes have piled up on my night stand.

While Connor's have remained sincere, Chloe's notes have become lukewarm betrothals of randomness.

Here's the latest sampling of Connor's love notes:

 Connor could eat cereal 24/7,

so this one's a declaration of absolute love...

He also LOVES baseball,

so this is also very sincere...

Then the next one...I wasn't even sure what it meant. 

Finally, I guessed it had to have something to do

with baseball.  So I Googled baseball and #55.

Turns out it's Tim Lincecum's number.

which means this love profession is the REAL deal:

This next one...it's a toss up.

He loves scuba diving but hates cleaning his room...

Next, love and random-ness collide.

Then, one glorious night

when Mark was out of town...

Connor slipped me this beauty:

We both knew he was exaggerating

but I let the kid stay up an extra hour

just for trying.

Then there's Chloe's notes:

If you ask me, she's been making some 

meager love comparisons lately.

Then some nights,

there's no admission of love whatsoever:

Then there's the "suggestion box" love note:

That note came from a kid who gets a nice
homemade lunch every single day.
The one time I take the day off...I get a scolding!

And occasionally, blissfully,
Chloe hands in a real love note...

...an Oreo Blizzard?  That my friends, is LOVE!

You can read the history of the Love Notes and how it all began by clicking here.