Thoughts on Love and Marriage....

H: "Mom, I don't think "love" is weird or gross."
Me: "I don't either."
H: "Some kids at school do, but I don't."
Me: "Well, good for you."
H: "I don't think I'll marry my sister, even though she wants to."
Me: "Yeah, that's probably better."

With our morning off, we worked on H's Valentine's Day box. I haven't thought about these little boxes in ages, but I remember making one in grade school. It was so fun to share this moment with her!

Comments

nanny said…

Wow! Tis the season of LOVE!! It's wonderful to keep the traditions alive even in this techy age. There is nothing like a Valentine box filled with little notes and treasures.The box looks great. Enjoy the day!

Love, Nannio

February 8, 2010 at 4:24 PM

Unknown said…

OMG! I had totally forgotten about the valentine's box!! I remember it now! How fun for you and H to be able to share that morning together! I love your converstion too! Hilar and cute!

February 8, 2010 at 10:48 PM

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