i hate valentine's day. i always have. i think it is mean to single people and men who are expected to make it somehow perfect. i'm so glad i don't have to celebrate it.
but the world has found another way to torture me with valentine's day: kid cards. the kids hate doing them. i hate forcing them. i've tried making it fun and crafty, but they only want to do two before they get bored. we've bought the character cards, but just writing the names on them seems like an insurmountable chore to them.
this year, we've had loads of snow days, so we started more than a month early. fortunately, i know most of the kids' names. but instead the kids want to waste their valentine energy making ten cards for mommy. what we will end up with is 30 fancy handmade cards for mommy, ten fancy handmade cards for teachers and random classmates and 50 cards with half-assed barely legible writing on store bought cards.
i'm still not sure we won't be having some kind of valentine screaming match the night before. it seems like so much trouble for something that's supposed to be fun.
