Crafting away

Believe it or not, I actually let my older kids make their own valentines this year. Okay, I supervised. I let them stamp and fold, and Walker cut his out. Morgen got hers cut by me, because I don't trust her with my cutter she isn't old enough to use the cutter yet. I had these little plastic bags we filled w/my all-time favorite kisses ;), and we cut, folded, and stapled the valentine-decorated paper on. Then we printed little stickers with the "to... from..." on them, and it only took about an hour to do 60 of them!

And I'm debating something. When Jared was packing Sunday [yes, he's gone again], I found the candy he bought me for Valentine's Day. He knows I saw it, but since he's gone I wonder if I should just eat it, or wait for him to give it to me. Normally I'd wait, but it is *chocolate* and everybody knows that the rules change when chocolate is involved ;)

Oh, and one more thing. Just because I was reading a bunch of MEMs [most embarrassing moments] on Pioneer Woman's blog [she's on the sidebar], and remembered a story about myself. Now, I don't really remember being embarrassed about this, but I know my mother was. And probably still is. I was almost 2 years old, and was a very clear talker. We were at church, sitting in our pew, waiting for the benediction [prayer at the end of the service] to be said. I was anxious to get to nursery and play. The man giving the prayer was long-winded. Quite long-winded. *Extremely* long-winded. Even my mother admits to this. And when he finished, I stood up on the pew and said [very loudly, since at the time everything I said was in my loudest voice], "A-MEN! a-MEN! a-MEN!" Then I climbed down and marched out of the chapel. I expect that my mom tried to catch me, but she wasn't fast enough :) and, I have a little sister who is 18 months younger than I am. In my defence, I waited until *after* the prayer was finally finished. And I tried to obey the rules that I understood, while still expressing my displeasure and annoyance for cutting into my precious toy time.
Yeah. I still don't like to wait much *grinning*.