Every year the kids and I make a family Valentine box. The idea being that we make love notes for each other from the first till the 14th of February. On Valentines, we sit down for dinner (and maybe even break out a table cloth to make it fancy) and read the notes over dinner. I love peeking over their shoulders while they make notes for each other. Francis wrote yesterday, “George, I think you’re funny. Love, Francis” and George drew a picture of a car for Sam “because he loves cars!” These are the moments to remember. I love them so darn much. No card, not even 14 days of cards could express that kind of love.
The supplies:
One very plain wrapped box about to get some serious craft attention from Francis. ( Francis takes all of her “work” very seriously. )
Love her.
Carefully tracing over the writing she requested me to do.
Baby with scissors.
Having fun with the doilies.
And then lastly, filling it with treasures like this one from George to Sam:
