Valentine’s Day is the grand crescendo of our birthday season. It wraps up a thirty day celebration of six birthdays, our anniversary and about seventeen cakes (help me Trainer Momma!). As the big day– Ben’s eighteenth birthday– draws near I go into a bit of a frenzy mixing up sugar cookie dough, adding a few more ribbons to our window display and filling my heart shaped candy bowls.
Monday night we sat down to create our annual family Valentines. The rules are simple: make at least one for each person, no insults.
Generally, we stick with red and white paper, scissors and a glue stick. But I pulled out some pink glitter from Mary’s birthday party and the boys were enthralled with all the creative possibilities.
It struck me– boys are glitter deprived. It’s true.
and the other side…
Mary’s were effusive,
while Hans stuck with simplicity.
Everyone got a little present with Stefan’s Valentine– a stick, a robot, a spring. I know you’re jealous.
Ben went for the 3D effect with pop out hearts and lift the flaps.
Erik expressed his worry about writing anything without spell check; Stefan gave him this gloriously appropriate card.
I hope you feel the love coming your way.