Snow, snow, snow! We now have small mountains of the stuff where the snowplows shoved it off the road, and onto the median, or the sidewalk, or wherever they could find a spot. The kids use it for sledding hills, snowboarding practice. Still, with those blessed snow days piling up just before Valentines, the holiday itself almost got buried and forgotten.
The kids had school on Friday, although it was only a half day, so they could have their Valentine's parties and exchange cards. After being cozily house-bound for a couple of days, we realized that while we had bread and eggs, we didn't have Valentines. I fished out the old boxes of leftover Valentines from Years Past, and tried to convince the kids to take those, but they weren't into Care Bears, Transformers, or even Hannah Montana anymore. So Brian took them to CVS (his go-to store for everything) and they managed to find suitable Valentines. Still, I will have to say, there was absolutely no pressure for producing the coolest Valentine this year--just bringing any at all seemed good enough.
I was in charge of Apollo's class party. We played a few games and decorated sugar cookies. On the way home, I asked Apollo if he had fun. "A little bit", he said. Then added, "Maybe next time, I can help you come up with more fun."
Brian even managed to make last-minute reservations at our favorite restaurant and replaced my broken sports watch for Valentines. I didn't have a little red bag for him, but don't feel sorry for him: I let him buy season tickets for the Philadelphia Union soccer team this year--that should cover Valentines, Father's Day, birthday....
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