And it tasted like Pepto Bismo. For a change of pace, I decided to catch my children off-guard with being festive this year. All it took was sending everyone an “adorable” Valentine’s app and a lot of Splenda packets to conjure up the sweetness in our lives for a day. At least that’s what I thought.  Guess they don’t call them Conversation Candy for nothing! Have a look . . .

Me:

 College Son:

 Me:

 College Son:

 Me:

Then my two younger kids chime in.

Daughter 12:

 Son 10:

 College Son:

Me:

 College Son:

Me:

College Son:

Me:

College Son:

Sick of this son’s smart retorts, I send a heart to his twin brother with a love greeting . . .

Twin Brother:

Me:

Twin Brother:

Finally my 17 year old daughter (who btw takes 45 minutes to decide what she’s gonna wear in the morning) decides to join in . . .

Daughter 17

 College Son:

 Me

 College Son:

Me:

College Son:

Me:

College Son:

Me:

College Son:

Son 10

Daughter 17

Me:

Daughter 17:

Me:

College Son:

Me:

Frustrated, I decide to send the Valentine app to my boyfriend….

Boyfriend:

Me:

Boyfriend:

Me:

Boyfriend:

Me:

Boyfriend:

Desserts backwards = Stressed.  Of course!  And look — this time playing Scramble was HIS idea. At least this confirms I’m with the right guy.

Hope your Valentine’s Day is a little more on task than ours! And now excuse me while I eat my own words…