Juneisms.

June loves people. She loves dogs. She loves rainbows, unicorns, stories, winter, summer, treats, spring, fall, her family, church (sometimes), and staying at home.

June loves to love. It's what she does.

Valentine's Day is her JAM. You might recall that when we moved to New Jersey two years ago, we were cooped up in a teeny tiny apartment and I was seven bajillion months pregnant with Harris and it snowed a TON. And June was having an extremely tough time adjusting to her new teacher at school. As was I.

Anyway, I ended up making a BIG deal out of V-day that year in order to give us something to look forward to, and now V-Day is a big deal every year. Whether I like it or not.

June has been asking about V-day since October and prepping for V-day since Christmas ended. I have already been the recipient of countless valentines, and I try really hard to be gracious about each one before I throw it away. Sometimes she find them in the trash. And then I try to look really innocent as I say, "I don't know how that got in there!!!!"

Anyway, some especially funny V-day related things from the past couple of months:

June usually writes the notes herself but asked me to play scribe on this one. It says:

Dear Mom:

I love you so much. You are so beautiful. How was your summer?

To: Mom
Love: June

She also brought home this paper from school last week with some inventions she wants to make. Of note are the following: "kiss machine" (What in the world?!), "flying scooter" and a "smiley belly". Which is what mine is doing after every meal. Maybe that's what she's talking about?

Two days until V-day, so I'm saving some stuff until then. Just thought I would prepare you for what's ahead.

The End.