The Do-able Valentine Party

Sela has always wanted a Valentine's Day Party.  I think she's asked every year since she was three years old.  Now, you know I'm a Yes-Man, and I still always end up having to say No.  How to pull this off has eluded me for years.

Until now.  Thanks to the inspiration of a friend, we hosted a Valentine Making Party.  It was perfect!

We picked a day that was convenient (not being on February 14th didn't detract from the celebration in this case!  Major hurdle... hurdled!)  We loaded the table with craft supplies we had on hand, invited a couple friends (who brought supplies they had), added scissors & a multitude of adhesive products, and turned them loose.  No researched projects, no samples, (virtually no prep at all) -- just good ol' creative crafting by kids.  (Not to mention some really inspired play-on-word Valentine slogans.)

We wrapped it up by cutting, sprinkling & eating cookies.

I snapped a picture of our guests that we'll send them as a Valentine.

And our kids' Valentines are made & ready!

I love Yes.

Cupid's Arrows

It's February 1st, and, boy, do I have Cupid and his arrows on my mind.
Sela was playing with pipe cleaners and brought these to me.  (If you haven't taken out the pipe cleaners lately, you really should!  For silly fun for the whole family try these just to get you started.  Or maybe these funny guys.)

Then I found this cute and quirky Valentine's Day decoration on my new favorite blog, Smile and Wave -- I love it and can't wait to make it!

(The picture would not be complete if I left out the giggling I did last night when Michael Scott called them "Cupid's Sparrows.")

I was not giggling later when Linus woke up all night long because he has a cold.  I was exhausted.  By the wee hours of the morning I decided it was Daddy's turn to try out rocking --rather than nursing -- back to sleep so that I could get a little rest.
Linus: "Mama."
Mama: "Yes, baby?" lovingly & patiently because, although I've been up all night, I am about to get a little sleep.
Linus: "Saaaaaaad."
Mama: "You're sad?  Why are you sad?"
Linus: "Nose.  Nurse."
Thwak.  Shot through the heart again.  I'm his.  We nursed & we both felt better.