Another Valentine’s Day has come and gone, strewing its sugar hearts and paper doilies, its cupids and faux red velvet. Let it be known that the Party of 4 did its part to give the uber-cute holiday its due. Here are a few remembrances.
Michael’s gift to us: homemade chocolate-chip scones.
A breakfast date. (Psst – This is the secret to avoiding exorbitant prix-fixe Valentine dinner menus. Breakfast! Remember this for next year.)
Playdates for our girls, hyped up on sugar and Hallmark hype.
Real handmade cards made by real handmade people. Next year, when I can be sure that she won’t eat it, my toddler Jade will get one too. But for now I suppose we ought to put a lid on all this, shall we, lest we die of cuteness overload?