We have been lucky to have been 'heart attacked' a few times. The day of Noah's funeral we arrived home to hearts all over our front yard. Another time I remember Aaron yelled 'heart attack!' when he opened the blinds one morning and there were hearts all over our lawn.
It's such a lovely way for people to let us know they are thinking of us. I'm sure the neighbourhood was wondering what was going on with the new crazy people who just moved in :)
We still don't know which sneaky friends did it, and no one has given away any clues. Thank you to whoever did it. It really made us smile.