'till then I hope my heart will do...

She worked so hard this afternoon, wrestling scrapbooking shears too large for her seven-year-old sized hands into submission. The hearts were noticeably, charmingly, misshapen.

"Here's one for Bella, Ben, and Mary," she told me. "Oh my, there's a lot to do."

It's cooling off. The stores will be stocking their shelves soon with roses and boxes of chocolates, much sooner than might seem necessary. But come on now, is it ever too early to start planning for love - true love, homemade love, love glitter-glued and sealed with sticky sweetness?

I'll have to side with my girl, knee deep in pink construction paper, on this one.