My poor kids. Every year, I make them make their own "homemade valentines." This year is the first year they haven't embraced it.
Eva considered it a chore, and just wanted to hurry through them.
Dylan, had the opposite problem. He would spend an hour on one. At one point, he had glued three pieces of paper together and started throwing it around the room.
I looked at him, and said, "Dylan, you are supposed to be working on your valentines for your friends."
Completely innocent, he said, "I am Mommy. This one is for Lola, it is a love airplane."
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