I want to do the same for my little crotch muffins.
One of my New Year's Resolutions was to put more of an effort in making special days awesome for them. Especially since I forgot T-Bag's birthday last year.
I stayed up a solid 25 minutes after my bedtime decorating my house with stupid Valentine's day stuff. I only did it because kids love decorations.
I hate clutter so the fact that I put up decorations is a testament to how much I'm willing to sacrifice for my kid's happiness.
By the way, why do kids like decorations so much? It's freaking weird.
In my pregnancy induced stupidity, I thought it would be a good idea to leave a confetti trail on the carpet.
I am an idiot.
I sprinkled hundreds of tiny red glittery hearts down our entire hallway.
Don't ever do this.
That picture does not illustrate the magnitude of glitter hearts that littered the hallway.
I realized what a bad decision this was immediately after the boys woke up, ran through them 50 times, and scattered them throughout the entire freaking house.
At least I tried.
After my late night decorating binge I started Valentines Day off right by making beautiful red pancakes for the boys.
The pancakes ended up looking more like raw hamburger patties, but my boys are used to my culinary failures.
At least I tried.
What I didn't fail at was the incredible heart-shaped peanut butter cookies I made later that night. That's the only thing I can make food-wise. cookies.
We had to go to Costco and because it was a day of dedicated to love, I let them do the thing they love most there. Jump in the pillow displays.
I'm sure the employees love it too.
I even made a bunch of paper hearts and hid them around the house for the kids to find.
I should of thought of this activity sooner. The kids loved it, and it kept them busy for 30 minutes which is a huge win in the parenting world.
I don't know if I can ever redeem myself for forgetting T-Bag's 2nd birthday, but at least I tried :)
