Valentine Birthday

My husband and I have six children, four sons and two daughters. I have always told the girls they were special because they were born on holidays. Our oldest daughter was born on Easter Sunday and our youngest daughter was born on Valentine Day. Every year since my husband and I have worked in preschool our youngest always had to compete with that holiday to celebrate her birthday. At all of the preschools we have worked and with the one we now own, we have a big celebration for this holiday with lots of candy, cards and party food. Our parents are known for their generosity with parties. When she was younger I would ask about bringing extra cake or cupcakes and they would look wild eyed which would suggest "are you crazy", with all the other sweets that day it would be lost on the kids. We usually celebrate on the President's Day weekend, like the year we had a surprise party for her in Ohio when we went for the weekend where our oldest son and his family lived. We had just moved to Tennessee after living in Florida for two years. Yes can you believe it we did not see those babies for two whole years and when we returned to their part of the country they had another girl, sweet little Megan. When we moved Lydia was the baby and she did not know us. It took some time but with some coaxing I eventually won her love and she understood that while we could come and visit we would not disrupt her family forever. So with time off from the preschool we headed north and surprised Abigail with a party at the local McDonald's and all her friends in the area.
This year we headed to the local Laser Chase for an afternoon of shooting and obstacle course and lots of pizza, with her friends from school. Celebrating on the President's Day weekend had its advantages. We had the place to ourselves and they let the kids have a few extra turns on the obstacle course. Even tho her sister and I froze the kids worked up a sweat trying to shoot each other with the laser's. After two hours of fun we were ready to head home and now Abigail is reading the book her dad gave her from B&N. What a day. Sure wish those grand children lived closer. :) hint hint