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Here are a few ideas to make this Valentine's Day special!  

 Family and Friends 
  • Leave a sweet message on the bathroom mirror (use lipstick for your sweetie and dry erase markers for your little ones).
  • Serve breakfast with a Valentines theme - Pretty pink eggs,  Precious pink pancakes (cut into darling heart shapes) and so on. 
  • Your children will love this-write 26 notes using each letter of the alphabet to describe what makes them special.  Hide the notes all over the house revealing clues to make them hunt for their treasures. 
  • Little girls love having a special tea party!  Top it off by having a mini makeover complete with hair, manicure and pedicure.  Nothing beats miniature pink toenails!
  • Sandwiches cut into hearts; make the perfect lunch.
  • Bake yummy cookies to share with your neighbors.
  • Design a homemade Valentine instead of a store bought card.
  • Before bed have each person in the family express one thing that they really love about everyone else.
  • Spend the day making special memories and treats with your children; then tuck them into bed early so that you and your honey will have some snuggle time.

Simply Romantic
I gave you some hints... now it's time for you to unleash your imagination...
  • Send a sizzling e-mail or text to your man.
  • Write a note for each year you have celebrated Valentine's Day together. Again, give him clues and make him search for the prize.
  • Prepare your husbands favorite dinner and serve in your bedroom by candlelight.  Don't forget to use your best linens and china.
  • Dress in something attractive...  After all.. you were a woman and wife long before you were a mother...
  • Light some candles..play some music..and dance the night away.
Be a friend to yourself.  I'm a firm believer that a wife and mother needs to take time for herself.  As women we wear many hats, and I know for me some days are exhausting.  I need time to fill back up and be rejuvenated or I become grumpy.  And like the old sayin' goes... if mama ain't happy ain't nobody happy!  So, at the close of the day take some time to enjoy doing whatever you love.  Me.  Well... I'll be soaking the cares away underneath a large mound of bubbles.

Hope you all have a wonderful Valentine's Day!!!

Until then...    
Jessie     

Comments

  1. Great ideas! Thanks for reminding us to take care of ourselves too!

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  2. I'm making a steak dinner for my sweetie this year - hope he likes it!

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