The board and batton wall with the windows foofed up.
I love these little wreaths from Joanns.
Why is that heart sitting there empty you ask? Yesterday it had a candle on it. Until my son decided to pick it up and spill hot wax all over the table and the floor. Now before you call DCFS- I know it shouldn't have been where he could reach it. But I didn't think he could. I also didn't think he would bother it. He usually doesn't touch stuff. And while I was very unhappy to scrape up wax off the floor, I was very grateful that it was on the floor and not on him. Lesson learned. The heart is empty.