Yarn balls

Every Valentine’s Day morning, our kids wake up to their festive yarn ball sitting on the kitchen table. (This tradition is one we stole from my brother-in-law and sister—although they have their yarn ball fun on Christmas Eve.) The kids then spend the rest of the day asking, “Is it yarn ball time yet?”

When the moment finally arrives (after dinner in order to inflict as much torture as possible) it is complete pandemonium. The balls are rolled, kicked, thrown and all out launched in order to release the contents within. Last night quarters, candy and loads of yarn were strewn all over the family room floor. And then....at last….a new Leapster game was revealed in the center. Jacob and I even let them take their Leapsters to bed. A big deal to three adorable children who are forced to keep them in the van and only use them on car trips. Happy, happy day. Long live the yarn ball tradition at the Allen house!