So, after successfully navigating my way through a maze of linen and plastic... And not touching either, I stepped into the room and a beam of blinking red caught my attention. I had a message. One phone call and a quick delivery later, I was holding one of the sweetest cards. Ever. Well, two if you count the special mix of sweet and sexy words scrolled across another from my husband. But this one... I knew as soon as I tore through the crimson envelope, sealed with no less than 10 good licks, who had done the choosing. The cute-as-a-button little kitten on the front gave it away. Addressing a sweet baby girl as the recipient was my second clue. A card from my precious littles, hand picked out of a sea of hearts and glitter by my firstborn and just for me. Best card ever.