Last night I stopped by the local store to pick up cards and small gifts for the kids and the hubby. The place was packed full of others who, like me, decided to wait until the last minute. I saw all of the Valentine's "stuff" out during my other 5 trips to the store in the last 2 weeks but just kept thinking I didn't want to get anything too early. Dumb me. There I was, lost in a sea of people coming and going all around me. I am not a crowd person whatsoever. I quickly found the less busy section of the store and picked out all of my cards and got the heck out of there. I was going to hit the candy in that aisle but thought to myself, why would I pay more money for it to be in a pretty red box (special packaging for the day) when the kids don't care what it's in as long as they get it, so off to the check out I went to see what they had sitting up there. Yes, it's my lazy way out. I was surprised with the selections they had in the check out line and pleased that I could snag a couple packages and get out of the madness.
When I got home it was time to help my son with his gift for his special friend. I call her his special friend because I think he's way too young to have any sort of girlfriend at this point. He's 11, almost 12. I know, I know, other boys in his class have "girlfriends" but really, what do they do to make them their girlfriend except spend money on them each holiday? They are too young to go anywhere, they don't meet up after school to talk or have a pop together so what's with the girlfriend title? Ok, so maybe it's just me not wanting my youngest to grow up yet. Yeah, that's probably it.
So, my mom owns a bakery and thankfully she helped me out by making a huge heart shaped cookie for him to give to his special friend and also made me 30 cookies for my daughter to take for her Valentine's Party. She also sent down some of her decorating tools she uses at home and a tub full of frosting. Yeah, I know, she is the hero on any of the kids' parties that involve baked goods. We are complete opposites when it comes to the kitchen. She can bake circles around me and I can cook circles around her. When I met my hubby and his family around 16 years ago, I had no idea there was chili that didn't come out of a can, had no idea what potato salad was, and salmon was the stuff that came out of a can that had crushed crackers and eggs in it. I am proud to say that throughout the last 14 years I've expanded my palette and knowledge of food and the hubby says I'm a great cook. Well, when I have time to be.
Back to the cookies. We proceeded to get my son's cookie done for his special friend, then on to my daughter's cookies. At this point I'm looking at the frosting, the 7 bottles of cookies decorations and the huge Tupperware container full of cookies and thinking, "I signed up for this why?" and thinking that while the hubby is contently laying on the couch with a stomach full from supper. After about 18 cookies, he finally decided to help us out which made things go so much faster. What a guy! After finishing them we dove into the Valentine store bought cards that she had for each of her classmates. Who makes these things? I didn't realize when I'd picked out the ICarly cards that they were covered in glitter and that apparently it's all supposed to fall off before you actually give them to anyone. Now not only was the table covered in little tiny glitter, the rest of us were too. Including my 11 year old that is horrified it will stick to him forever! I asked my daughter where her class list was. She said they didn't get a list of students names this year. I'm thinking to myself, are you kidding me? How am I or my daughter (a 2nd grader) supposed to remember the names of 26 kids? Fortunately, the conference schedule was handed out this week so at least we had last names to go off of. Then I found out that there are only 18 kids on the conference list and I know there are 27 total in the class. Did the other 9 kids not have conferences? My daughter then informs me that some people in her class go to another teacher for part of the day so they have conferences with that teacher. Perfect, we'll just go through that conference list as well. Not that easy. Some of the kids that go to the other class are from the other 2nd grade class (confused yet, I know I was). There are 3, 2nd grade classes in the morning and 2 in the afternoon. The kids from the 3rd, 2nd grade class go back to the other 2 classes in the afternoon. Anyway, none of this helped us figure out who the missing child was that we hadn't made a Valentine for so I sent a blank one with her and emailed her teacher this morning to give her a heads up about what happened. At that point I didn't know what else to do. We finally got done about a half hour before the kids' bedtime and I was ready to unwind for the day.
This morning, I got the kids up and they gave their Valentine cards to their dad and I left mine for him on the table next to them. He thanked both of them and me and whispered in my ear...you'll get yours tonight. Translation: I forgot to get you anything from me or the kids so I'll scramble today to figure something out.
We all went about our morning ritual of getting ready, grabbing breakfast and just as we are about out the door my daughter does one of those, "oh no's". I ask her what she forgot and she proceeds to tell me that she was supposed to bring a decorated box for her Valentines to go into. Stupid me assumed they'd made them in class because we were supposed to send them to school with a shoe box about a week ago. Guess it wasn't for that. So, as I'm searching around for an empty shoe box, my son yells to me from the living room, "got one mom." What a kid! I dug into my stash of tissue paper, bows, and gift decorations and couldn't believe I found pink and silver tissue paper and a pink and white (store bought) curly bow. Lucked out on this one. I took the supplies to the table and we all started working on the box. It really didn't turn out too bad but as I looked at the clock, I realized I've got 10 minutes to make it to work which is 25 minutes away. Crap! Oh well, it is what it is. My daughter was happy when we left, my son couldn't wait to get to school to give his special friend her gift and my hubby...well, I'm sure his day will suck as he's scrambling around last minute to try to cover his tracks and get me at least a card. Poor hubby...yeah, right.
Love that you immediately saw through your husband's bullshit, "You'll get yours tonight" response! :o)
ReplyDelete