I don't know about you, but even at the height of my faux-rebellious contrarian days as a teenager, I still loved Valentines Day. All that "Wah wah, this is a Hallmark-holiday" bullshit seemed to me like it wasted the opportunity to photocopy silly Valentines for all my friends, full of nerdy Monty Python jokes and anatomy textbook pictures of human hearts.
Anyway, 5 year olds inherently understand that celebration is fun (period.), so MC and Gbear and I had tons of fun making and exchanging cards.
Totoro t-shirt: Weareotaku
High waisted flares: Victoria's Secret
Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell
Heart scarf: Belonged to MC's grandmother ♥
MC and I exchanged slightly more romantic V-day sentiments after we put Gbear to bed, which of course eventually resulted in me on the other end of a camera lens, as is often the case for us. Which is maybe weird, but I love it.
Also, I reviewed the movie Beautiful Creatures for work, in case you're into tween romantic fantasy franchises and you're curious how it measures up.
Anyway, here's my Valentine for you. Warning! It contains a single, non-sexual instance of an f-bomb, so avert your eyes if you can't handle the PG-13 rules on that word. ;)