Forgetful Mother

So Valentine's Day has really not been a big deal between Branden and me. When we were dating he got me a gift and then our first year after we were married he got me Sapphire earrings and necklace. (Which I love and still were.) Since then we just decided that (more me, but no argument from him) we really didn't need to do anything. I find it a token holiday and would rather he did something sweet randomly and not because he has too. We do do a little something for kids. Under $10, but they love it. Well I had their stuff all ready this year by last Monday. As I was sitting on the couch at 9:30pm (today) having sent the kids to bed I realized that I had not giving them their gifts. So they got them at 9:30pm and not in the cute way I wanted too. Oh well. Isn't it the thought that counts? Chocolate isn't bad at 9:45 at night, right? I really need to start taking something for my lack of memory. That would require me to remember to do that. Maybe it is good that there is not another child, I don't think I have any brain cells to spare at this point. Oh well.