It's a Red Velvet Day!
It didn't really start out that way. My little one is home with a fever and the sneezy/ coughy combo - so I am home with her. I am not fond of vomitous sick days but this is actually a sick day I don't mind - although I wish it was not at the expense of my little one. The TLC consists of blanket layering, pillow fluffing, tissue running, kissing rosy cheeks and "I bet if you lick my spoon you'll feel better". So far, so good, except that pesky fever lingers.
Sick days of this variety are a bit of unexpected decadence, between my mommy duties I can do things around the house I wasn't expecting to get done. I have been wanting to make a batch of something Red Velvet. I ripped this cupcake recipe out of a magazine from work and secreted it home. One batch of is done, another baking...if they are as good as the batter, we have a winner. They are dense little cakes. Cream cheese frosting too. Note to self *have more food coloring on hand next time for a redder velvet.*
In addition to little cakes, I have two big cakes of Red Velvet roving from Hello Yarn. I was lucky enough to purchase some from a club member, and it has been asking to be spun, who am I to say no?
I am not typically "into" heart-y things - I was a tom-boy growing up - heart = girly. But somehow February is an exception. My husband and I do not do much to celebrate Valentines, it's kind of another day for us - but I love to make and purchase goodies for my girls and make Valentines. License to girl-i-fy everything, to be almost giddy. It makes my insides feel all warm and fuzzy to make special goodies. The Valentine's season is too short - it is such a bright spot during such a dreary season. Nothing like an entire aisle at the grocery store devoted to candy to make me smile.
My eldest daughter and I made these cool Valentines for her classmates yesterday. The idea is straight from the February Family Fun magazine.
They are conversation box ipods, complete with "headphones" - you can see the whole version here. I felt that warm feeling when my husband came home and saw them. He said that all our daughter had talked about yesterday morning was how we were going to make these, aw. It was fun - we pretended we were working in an ipod factory with our little assembly line. And we only ate one box.
Next up, Lib is on a quest to make the prize-winning-est Valentine box. Forever, be still my craft-i-licious heart.