Honey Child's got mad scissor skillz.
And an odd sense of humor.
And maybe a wonky love-language.
But I love it all.
We took a "non-edible take-home treat" for the kindergarten festivities.
In all my many school days, I don't recall ever going home with a non-edible take-home treat.
These young whipper-snappers today. I tell ya.
It was challenging to find something for C to take that wasn't too girly or lovey-dovey.
In the end, nothing says "I Love You" like a green Detective badge.
I continue to be deeply troubled over the fact that several of you professed your distaste for My Day, by the way. Deeply, woefully troubled.
Perhaps that explains my compulsion to continue whooping it up.
I plan to win you over by breaking your cold, brittle will.
Here's one part of the day that I didn't particularly enjoy: the junk my kids brought home. Who are these people who send such oddball junk home with small children? Oh wait. That would be me...
In any case, Calvin brought home a bag full of candy and junk. He left it in his backpack, in the mud-room. Later that afternoon, he disappeared for 10 minutes or so (I thought nothing of it) then re-emerged with blue lips, teeth and tongue.
Me: What were you doing out there?
Him: Nothing.
Me: Did you eat anything out there?
Him: No.
Me: Did you eat anything out there?
Him: No?
Me: I will give you one more chance. Did you eat anything out there?
Him: yes.
Me: What did you eat?
Him: Just one piece of chocolate!
Me: (I have failed as a parent!) Try again.
Him: OK, I had one other thing, too.
Please note: I was biting my ever-loving lip the entire time to keep from busting out in hysterics. His entire face was blue! And he didn't know it!
At the time, I drew a parallel with myself and God, but it escapes me now. Ironic, no?
So, I guess that's all I have to say about V-Day.
For now.
Until next year.
Oh wait, I do have one more thing.
This was my very favorite V-day post ever in the history of V-day posts. Please have a read. Heather is my homegirl, she just may not fully know it yet. I'm stalking her a little bit. I have dreams about her and then tell her, and it's always a little disconcerting to be on the receiving end of that.
OK. I'm done.
Fa rillz.
In more timely news, we took Calvin to have his blood draw this a.m. and he was so fantastically brave and our new phlebotomist rules the school and the sun is shining and Siley is napping (clothed!) and we're getting ready to head out to spend a couple of days in Ohio.
Life sure is swoony, today.
Even if I do have the early-makings of a cold.
Even if.
I am laughing hysterically at that cat valentine! Great! Nothing says "I love you" like a cat with bladder issues ;)
ReplyDeleteCome see me! I have no idea where you are going in Ohio but COME SEE ME!
ReplyDeleteOk, kidding, sort of.
It would be cool though.
That candy story is hilarious! I too love Valentines Day!!
ReplyDeleteyour Valentine's Day joy is contagious! Hope your cold is not, pop that Vitamin C. Have a "swoony" time in Ohio
ReplyDeletexoxo
i am dying over here. too funny. the cat pee pee dance is just too much. and my boy and i played that same scene out with chocolate a few days ago. too good. and yes-- sometimes it makes me wonder what is all over my face that GOd sees that i choose not to...
ReplyDeleteI know. I know. I'm sorry I don't like your favorite holiday. However, a pink detective badge and a cat that REALLY has to "go" might be enough to melt this cold heart of mine! :)
ReplyDeleteYou know kids really are a reflection of their parents. Which means at some point, you know, you had a blue face and didn't know it because you'd eaten too much candy and blamed it on chocolate.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe Cory did.
Whatever the case, I hope you have a ball in Ohio! Yep. I said "have a ball." And I meant it too.
I totally know we're homies.
ReplyDeleteword.
bye.
Last night I had a non edible DON'T TAKE IT HOME treat. In fact, I was thinking about you when I was at the worst Mexican restaurant ever. I couldn't finish my enchilada because everything tasted the same...the salsa and the beans...HOW? HOW? The culprit was an over dosed on cayenne happy cook!! Please bring retribution to this travesty and visit Mazatlan soon!!!! It's on me...with imaginary blog money. ♥
ReplyDeletewait. so, my dreams about you freak you out a little?
ReplyDeleteI hereby officially like Valentine's Day. Because, um, my kids are SO CUTE with their "I love yous" all day long.
p.s. My son is fascinated by that cat.
ReplyDeleteI adore Valentines day and that is such a cute story. I hope you photographed his sweet blue face!
ReplyDeleteI'm standing in front of God with blue all over my face every flippin day. And I just keep on denying it....I sure hope he's laughing at me a bit too.
ReplyDelete...bright blue.
Dana
Haha...I REALLY just LOVE this post!! :)
ReplyDeleteI love that you love V-Day. How about a tutorial on the heart wreath? So cute....
ReplyDeleteyou make me laugh! :) It's okay to really love Valentine's Day. But I will be okay when it's over with on here too, heehee. :) My "fault"? I overuse smileys. :D
ReplyDeleteSeriously though? I REALLY do love the heart wreath and want to make one and hang it up all year long.
That's awesome...what says V-Day more than a cat that has gotta go!? That crazy Ruby, to be inside her head for a day. She cracks me up!
ReplyDeleteMary
Your pictures make me LOVE Valentine's Day. Bring it on.
ReplyDeleteHi Shannan.
ReplyDeleteI snuck some of that candy in the garbage today. I know it's wasteful. Don't tell anyone. They came home with a ton! I feel like every day they leave the house is a new adventure to see how much candy they can bring home. hrmpf!
hope you're not all sicky.
I just love you and your blog.
ReplyDeleteI will not lie but Valentine's day makes me want to stick my finger in my eye. But it is my own twisted response to it being the day before my birthday, which is almost always somewhere on the level of supa suck. Yet I have plans to turn it all around.
ReplyDeleteLove this post.
Love the candy story, so funny. Can just imagine that.
This was hysterical. I also am trouble by those who don't enjoy a day to love. All my JW friends on facebook had to post how evil it is. Well burst my bubble!
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