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Happy Valentine's Day


It has been very different on Valentine’s Day for all parents with kids I think. At least it’s to me. No more fragrant roses and expensive gift. But sweet smell of kidos with lots of love. I am looking forward to a simple Valentine dinner with hubby tonight.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

With lots of hugs and kisses!

I made that 3D string of heart shapes for hubby.

Comments

lisaOne said…
i really like your creation..that's so lovely. You use photoshop?

actually i feel Valentine is more meaningful than it ever had...
blinka.Li said…
so sweet...it will be different but girl, simple is better. Simple is beautiful. Happy Valentine's to you. Love you! mua mua mua hug hug hug!
ZMM said…
Aw.. so pretty the heart shape thingy.

Btw, I like your illustration with you and bb.. You are really good la!!
jazzmint said…
wah so nice...i always love handmade gifts :)..it gives a very personal touch...

u are really very artistic lerr frenn
mom2ashley said…
that's nice! very creative of you. happy valentine's day!
Lazymama said…
Very very nice! You are so telented!
Jess said…
This is nice...will teach Wien one day as she use to cut love shape paper for me!

Happy Valentine to u
Allyfeel said…
two little fellas,
Thanks! I took photos of the love string and add in the baby safety pin in photoshop.

Blinka.li,
Happy Valentine's day to you too. Actually I think I like it simple. hehehe...so did u have steamy love making session last night?

zara's mama,
"Kam xia, Kam xia" in Hokkien.

jazzmint,
Ooi frenn, terima kasih but jangan make me kembang lerr... :PpP

mom2ashley,
my greetings to you too.

jefferene,
Arigato gozaimaz!

jesslyn,
oh ya it will be so sweet if wien make those strings of love for you on Mother's day right? Enjoy!
geeth said…
Aww, so sweet. You're very creative.

Happy Valentine's Day.
And, of course, valentines for parents are special in a different way.. the kids..
Allyfeel said…
geetha,

Thanks!
May be my hubby will get jealous over bb who loves me so much. Haha!

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