The girls were very helpful this year in deciding what to do for their Valentine’s for school.
We hit the party section at Wal-Mart and found little trinkets the girls wanted to use and then just came up with a cheesy Valentine saying to go with them and I printed them up.
Mamie also made cookies (sugar wafers dipped in almond bark and sprinkled with sprinkles) for her class and for our family.
The girls both enjoyed their Valentine dance at school the Friday before.
After school on Valentine’s Day, they were excited to find a Valentine in the mailbox from Grammy & Pop. They all insisted on opening their chocolate immediately. Everyone wonders why my car doesn’t ever stay clean. Mom & Dad had left a Valentine for me, too. 33 years and I’m still not too old for that to mean something. ;)
Once we’d gotten home, we were surprised again, when the florist delivered flowers for “The Whitehurst Girls…”
They’re the only two girls I’m okay sharing flowers with. Ha. It was super sweet and the girls thought it was the best thing ever.
They went through their Valentine bags from school and munched on candy and cake pops they’d been sent from Pappy & Nie-Nie, & Uncle Adam, Nen, Parker & Quinn. Taylor stopped by later and brought by what felt like another 150 cake pops for us. ;)
Valentine’s Day is more of a family night around our house. DW & I hate to wait a long time at a restaurant and we’d much rather go out on a night that’s not as busy. I’ve always done a “fancy” dinner at home- and by fancy, I mean “mixing all the red and pink and hearts and using our good china, and lighting candles, but all wearing t-shirts while we eat”- border-line-tacky-kind-of-fancy. ;)
This year, we started t-ball practice on Valentine’s Day. I know. Who practices T-Ball on Valentine’s Day? Single folks & the Williston Fire Ants Tball team.
After T-Ball practice, we came home to our “fancy” dinner. We ended our night with strawberry ice cream sundaes.
There’s a lot of love around here and you can’t ever have too much of a good thing.
~amw~
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