Well, it's that time of year again. While I don't care about receiving flowers or chocolate on February 14 (or the 18th, for that matter), I find that, as with most things, my enthusiasm is far greater when I consider the holiday through my kiddo's eyes. And, since he seems to see the world as one giant construction site/rocket ship launch pad for mankind, this year I put together these rocket ship valentines. Well, we did. Le kid was instrumental in the design of the ship, though he is a little disappointed that "da Spaceman" doesn't have a face. And I'm a little disappointed that I can't draw faces. We are both learning to live with disappointment. It doesn't mean we can't share the love.
This downloadable PDF is two pages--a front and a back, with 9 cards on each. Really, if you don't want to worry about lining up the front print with the back one, your valentines will be just fine without the back side. The cuts for this printable are a teeny bit involved, but I've provided cut lines in the file to help you (and each card is 2.5 in x 3 in, if you wanna break out the ruler).
For those of you politely saying to yourselves, "Who needs Valentines? I have a recorder lesson in July and no July calendar upon which to record it! When is she going to post those calendars? I am here for the CALENDARS!" I promise they are coming soon. Each one takes a good long while to do, and I'd rather release them all at once than piecemeal. Soon. Soon!
A coda: A funny thing happened to me early yesterday morning. An anonymous person (well, not totally anonymous—she gave the name Claire but no email or web site) posted a comment here suggesting that the dinosaur valentines I designed last year were lifted from a Japanese web site to which she offered no link. I have to say it threw me. Not that I ever had an instant of doubt whether the work was mine. It certainly is. But I'm a criminal defense lawyer, and, believe it or not, I work with plenty of people who are wrongfully accused, actually innocent. Once an allegation is made, though, it can be very difficult to overcome, even when the facts are on your side. Of course, as a blogger, I have a tool my clients, unfortunately, do not: with a touch, I deleted the comment. Was it spam? A mean joke? A do-gooder earnestly convinced I'd stolen my own work from a Japanese web site? In the big scheme of things...it doesn't matter; it's a meaningless blip, but for a few minutes it threatened to spoil my day. Movin' on.