I can not be the only Mother out there who feels a bit of guilt on this day after Valentine’s Day.
I send my 2 kids off to school on Valentine’s Day with their valentines. The valentines that we bought at our local K-Mart (yes, we do not even have a Target local to us). You know the kind, little rectangle, fold it over, write the names, put the sticker in the little slits and then seal it with a heart sticker. You all know which ones I mean, you can see them at any large retail chain, generic, impersonal, totally run of the mill. You can have them too for $2.99 a box.
And then, my kids come home from school with the sweetest, little, handmade valentines. Their friends drew on them, they wrote special little messages, some baked cookies, some made play dough, 1 even painted the nicest little wooden heart. And, I feel terrible. I feel like I should have made more of a fuss over the sweet little holiday, worked with my kids to create something unique, something fun that screamed effort.
But alas, I did not. Tell me I am not alone?