So you can imagine I had a lot to think about this year when it came to Valentines. I decided to do a paper airplane from Family Fun, but what if kids started making the planes immediately and throwing them and it was pandemonium and his teacher got really angry and blamed Luke? Ok, that probably wasn’t going to happen.
On to my next problem. Do I print out one copy, bring it home, have him write “Happy Valentine’s Day, Love Luke” on it and then take it back to work and make 25 copies? The advantage to that is that it would be less work for Luke, and the chances for something to go wrong and induce a meltdown were really low. Disadvantage – I don’t have access to a color copier at work so they would all be in black and white and gray, and that is lame. The other option is that I could print off 25 color copies, but then he’d have to write “Happy Valentine’s Day! Love, Luke.” 25 times. That sounded like a recipe for disaster, but the Valentine’s would be a lot cuter. Maybe I could go to Michael’s and get a stamp that just says, “Happy Valentine’s Day!” Hmm. Trip to Michaels: Unlikely. (Missing van key.) Dave suggested printing it in color, having Luke write his message and then taking the paper to Kinko’s to have it scanned and then make 25 color copies there. Trip to Kinkos: Not just no, but hell no. When do I have time for this?! I barely have time to obsess about it all week long, much less do anything about it.
Well, time ran out and I printed the color copies. I told Luke I would write Happy Valentine’s Day if he wrote, Love (or From) Luke. He said sure. And when he made mistakes, he just said, “If you see any more mistakes like that, can you just correct them for me?” Yeah, sure. I suppose that is better than a meltdown. Then he rolled them up with the instructions and I tied a bow around them. The whole thing took about 45 minutes. Am I insane? Why yes, I am.
BUT! I had a good time working on the Valentine’s with Luke. It was fun and we chatted. I said, “I heard Max kissed Alex(andra).” Luke said, “Yeah. He’s been in a kissing mood lately.” I said, “Are you ever in a kissing mood?” He said “No. Well sometimes.” (Shocked breath in!) “When I am kissing you goodnight. DUH!”
Aww, my sweet, sweet boy. I ignored the duh.