Love Is In the Air

Can you smell it? The love, that is.

Any excuse to tie pink hair ribbons with little red hearts on my 7 year old makes my heart happy. As do the made-at-home valentines my children are hauling to school tomorrow- each as individual as their personality. Except for Raynes’ of course, he didn’t have much input on his valentine choice of plastic bugs hot glued to kraft paper mason jars.

As much heck I give the darn Pinterest, it sure is nice having Pinterest to take away all the guesswork (not to mention creativity) from Moms these days.  The pressure? We bring that on ourselves- Pinterest just fuels the fire.  My oldest child didn’t spend a good half hour searching for the perfect ‘stache Valentine. There are hundreds of handle bar mustache valentines out there. If you don’t believe me search them for yourself.  True to B, she stayed in the realm of the popular theme (handle bar mustaches) but found an original one so she could put her own stamp on it. Sticking with the pack, but only to a certain extent. That’s my non-conformist, yet-conforming-a-little more B for ya.

The mustache valentine winner, and template used, can be found HERE.

Aunt Shea sent Kenley this idea- knowing her Goddaughters loves to read. We used Kenley’s name as one of the words in the puzzle. These cross word puzzles could be used for so many different things- not just valentines.

Personalized word search Valentines found HERE.

Although Raynes would have likely preferred a tractor-themed valentine, I opted for these cute little bugs in mason jars. Technically, as Mike pointed out, they aren’t really bugs. This is where I should show off my brains and tell you what the correct species classification is– but I just call ‘em critters. Close enough to the bug family. Critters eat bugs. 

Love bug Valentine template found HERE.

While the crafts and sweets are fun these lyrics by Warren Barfield serve as a reminder as to what true love is really about.

Love is not a place

To come and go as we please

It’s a house we enter in

Then commit to never leave

So lock the door behind you

Throw away the key

We’ll work it out together

Let it bring us to our knees

Love is a shelter in a raging storm

Love is peace in the middle of a war

And if we try to leave, may God send angels to guard the door

No, love is not a fight but it’s something worth fighting for

To some, love is a word

That they can fall into

But when they’re falling out

Keeping that word is hard to do

Love will come to save us

If we’ll only call

He will ask nothing from us

But demand we give our all


On a different note Kenley said the pledge of allegiance on her school’s morning news program. She was so nervous to go “on” television that she wanted to back out. As much as I walk into school with her this morning to watch (and video), Mr. R encouraged me to let her do this one alone. Apparently, he thinks I tend to baby her. What? Moi? She said the pledge with full on dimple style. Maybe her new braids brought out some newly found confidence. One small step for man, one giant step for mankind ’round here.

She set her alarm clock 2 hours early so she wouldn’t be late for the school news show

Hope everyone has a heart-filled Valentines day! xoxo