What the flock?

I've worked very hard to make a nice basket filled with goodies and fun sayings for my hubby this year. Things such as  "You are o-fish-ally mine, I'm nuts about you, You stole a piece of my heart, I'm stuck on you, It's a joy being married to you, Life would be un-bearable without you." Yes, I'm a nice, sweet, sap like that. The boys also got daddy a nice Tervis Tumbler cup from his Alma Matter with some candy bars and a card. Then today he came home and he mentioned that he was going to go Valentine shopping after work today but was running late. Running late on getting me a gift is my thought? I'm going to be giving him the benefit of the doubt tomorrow and hope that means he is joking and trying to cover something up. Yup, I'm praying that's what he means because honestly, that's a little upsetting to me. I know life is busy with two kids and trying to keep our lives straight with these crazy kiddos, but for his sake, he best be kidding.
In other news, my colicky/refluxy infant today is my science experiment. I gave up dairy a month ago so as to calm him down and make our lives more bearable. He would have horrid episodes of colic where I'd want to jump off of the roof to avoid the loud wails. So I thought my diet needed a change and that would help. Well right after I made that change, he ended up with RSV and in the hospital for a few days. So, I went on with my life and continued the diet upon our release. It's been going pretty well ever since and we honest to goodness have thought we've seen a vast improvement. However, who is to say that he is not being that way because he's past the imaginary "4th trimester" spoken of in the book The Happiest Baby on the Block by Harvey Knapp. Well, Mr. Knapp may have been onto something because today I experimented on his 11 week old @ss. I gave him milk that I had  pumped from when I was still eating dairy. Our day has gone quite well and we've had no crazy colicky incidents that are above and beyond the norm. It's been relatively calm around our household and that leads me to believe that I may be able to go back to eating things that I love like....pizza!!! Yummy!! If I get no gift tomorrow, I'm going out for some red wine and pizza solo!! Let's hope for the husband's sake that I get a gift though because I truly do not want to show him my crazy side with my mother and step-father here.