We've never been much for the "traditional" Valentines' Day activities. This year, Owen was pretty into it - making valentines for everyone at preschool and requesting that we eat dinner in the dinning room because it has a red table cloth. After a weekend fraught with illness and injury (stomach flu, snotty baby, sinus headache, bitten through lip), we pulled together a classy dinner of leftover waffles and egg strata - both cut in heart shapes... we go all out.
After a super special dessert of leftover brownies, the boys got "loud" gifts - a train whistle and play microphone from the dollar store, Scott and I exchanged modest gifts, and then, my three valentines put on a lovely display. Nothing says I LOVE YOU like caveman grunts and muscle moves. =)