I love incorporating my children's work into mine: showcasing their creativity in a more finished piece.Our Valentine-making party was sabotaged by "snowmaggedon", and became a much-smaller, walkers-only affair. It was actually quite nice, as we were able to all sit around one table and the Goates girls actually finished their Valentines (our hostessing usually happily distracts us). Mailing them has been delayed, unfortunately, but I blame the continuing snow days and their delightful time-freezing.
Reuben worked his first (purposeful) marker experience with Valentine colors (look at that growing hair! So long away from purposeful poison!), and I mounted them. Each reads, on reverse: Lucky, lucky, lucky you! You're loved by Valerie and Reuben, too!
[I know, too many exclamation points in that paragraph for credibility. But love! and no more chemo! Deserving, those.]Audrey was a factory, filling our mantle with a wide variety.
Okay (since I know you want them). I'll give you another hair shot.
Delicious. Wish you could run your hands over that fine thatch. 'Tis mama bliss. Maybe baby, too.