So... Valentine's Day...

Franklin and I arrive at preschool and there are little paper bag mailboxes for little valentines all around the library.

Crap.

I felt like that time I brought him to Sporty Tots in his rubber boots. Get. It. Together. Mother.

Seriously though? There was some kind of notice sent around with all the kids names on a list so that parents could choose to participate in Valentine's Day.
We didn't get this.
How could I miss this?
I didn't miss it.
It wasn't there.

But you know if it was, I'm betting D and I would have thought, "Nah, it won't be a big deal. This is preschool for God's sake. Who does this kind of thing at preschool?"

Apparently, everyone.

We're both pretty down on this whole exchanging Valentine's cards thing. The cheap Scooby-Do commercials to drop in every box sounds down right insane. They get enough of this crap in the media everywhere we go, do we have to buy it for them/succumb to it too? I want to avoid the pleading store requests to buy cheap merchandising just to "be like everyone else" argument for at least 2 more years...

However, a few of the children made their own Valentine's cards and wow, some were really sweet.

So, when I was called at my office to pick him up, I thought we could just make Valentine's Day cards that afternoon and bring them the next day. However, Franklin was pretty sick - fever, throwing up sick - so there was no wax crayon shaving going on.

Instead, I demonstrated what I was doing and he watched me and directed me as to the colours and shapes.

It was a group project. We're pretty proud of them.

P.S. If you try this at home, it's just the ol' wax crayon shavings between wax paper and iron it all to melt. We learned that a little shavings go a long way. Too many and the shapes are hard to cut out.

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