The crappiest Valentine's Day present of all is the single, perfect, long-stemmed red rose: it's cheap and it's painfully trite, but you have to pretend it's BETTER and more MEANINGFUL than something more expensive or more thoughtfully chosen.
One of my best Valentine's Day gifts ever was THIS, from Paul:
We only had four kids then, and he got each of them dressed in a coordinating outfits (white shirts for everyone, blue pants for boys, pink pants for girl), and took their photos holding letters (L O V E) he'd cut out and painted. Then he got prints made of the photos and went out shopping for a frame, and he chose the frame I would have chosen over any other.
So, awesome: lots of work, lots of thought, and also showing he knows me (the frame style, and also knowing I am the kind of person who would want the children to be in order of age).
But the REAL best part was later that day, when he said, "OH DAMMIT! I meant to give you that for MOTHER'S DAY!"
Life-improving products, part 4 - (Continued from part 1, part 2, and part 3.) Stearns Youth Life Vest (photo from Amazon.com). I’d been too scared to take the kids to any body of water oth...