It’s funny. Luke and I don’t really celebrate Valentine’s Day much. We me working in a restaurant so Valentine’s Day was always just an insanely busy night with the possibility of making more in tips than usual. But with the girls I love Valentine’s Day. I usually decorate the table, and make a fun breakfast – even if it’s a school day. We even make cards for each other and lay them out at each persons table spot for our fun breakfast.
This year I’m not sure what Valentine’s Day will look like for us. I haven’t given it much thought yet, but I did decide to give my girls some extra love and call attention to some of what makes them unique and wonderful. We’re giving them a heart attack. A slow building one. I know heart attacks aren’t usually fun, but trust me this version is a good one. A Valentine’s Day heart attack full of love.
Have you ever heard of a heart attack? The first time I saw one was in my dorm in college. A heart attack is when a person or group of people cover another person’s door with paper hearts. Generally the hearts have nice things written on them. This morning I pulled out some paper and traced a bunch of hearts on them. Enough hearts for each girl to get a heart every day February 1st through the 14th and one large one for me to write their name on. Today, when Luke came home for lunch we took a few minutes and brainstormed a list of positive character traits for each of our girls. Then I wrote each trait on a heart.
Before everyone got home from school I hung their name heart and the first of their special hearts on their door. This was the beginning of their Valentine’s Day heart attack. Madeline found “inventive” and Delaney’s first heart was “determined.” From here on out they’ll find a new heart on their door each morning with a different trait we love and appreciate about them. I love the idea of shining a light on the qualities we’re hoping they grow old with. The qualities we hope they cultivate and appreciate. Making all these hearts and plotting out the surprise made my whole day. I loved it so much I just had to share it with you.