Valentine's Day. For an interesting read on the history of this holiday, check out this link from History.com. Then get ready for me to slap you with a bloody strip of goat hide...
I don't have a lot of memories of angst or wooing for Valentine's Day. I remember the collection of cards in school- the bulletin board decorated with a bag for each kid to collect their cards... and I've heard stories of kids being excluded, popular kids getting the most cards, and so on. I'm thankful I don't have memories in that arena.
I see tons of Pinterest inspired Valentines floating around this year. I admire my friends who are making fish bowl cards and treat bags with mini-shovels and making heart shaped crayons and more. I'm not crafty, I don't have time, and I generally don't have the patience for that sort of thing.
My kids are very excited to be giving out Scooby Doo Valentines- including a Scooby pencil.
For Zach, being just 4 years old, signing his name to 18 cards was an exciting responsibility for him. He liked writing his name and he is looking forward to the celebration at school today.
This year, Teagan took the class list and carefully wrote out the name of each of her classmates and signed her name to each card. She filled out some special cards for her teacher, the head of the aftercare program, and one for the school principal.
Then she said to me... "Mommy, I need to do one more card! I forgot about Kelly!"
I've never heard her talk of someone named Kelly from school. I asked who Kelly was... and the answer filled my heart.
Kelly is one of the kids in the special needs program. She spends some of her day a few times each week in Teagan's classroom.
To me, that is what Valentine's Day is really all about.