Valentine's Day

Once again I was struck by the reality of raising boys. Last night I gave the boys their Valentine cards to make out for their class exchange. I remember when I was little I would love Valentine's Day. I would take my cards and look through them so I could pick out the best Valentine for each person in my class. My best friend would get a special one, and which ever boy I loved at the time would get a special one as well. I had to pick out just the right card. I was a little boy crazy. I think I loved my first boy at age 3. I don't really remember his real name, but we called him Bubba Rooney. Why, I don't know. So back to last night. The boys got their class list and began filling out their cards. You had to attach a piece of candy to each so I was doing that. While putting the candy on Mason's cards I noticed one made out to Casey. The card read, You are my sweetheart! I started thinking, wow does Mason have a girlfriend. I asked him who Casey was and he said it was the boy that lived down the street. I said, "Well, your card to him says he is your sweetheart. Is that what you want to give him?" He said, "Man, why do these dumb cards say things like that?" I was all, "Duh, they are valentine cards, what do you expect?" Crazy kid!! He just wrote names on the cards and didn't even read them. That just really disappoints me. I thought the cards we got from the boys had been hand picked by them. I guess they were just in it for the goodies. I guess not much has changed. The men in our lives today are just in it for the goodies to. The only difference is the goodies have changed.

I did get a really cute card from Tanner today. It was his handprints making a heart. When I got it I thought, this is probably the last time I will get a handprint craft from him. That made me a little sad. He is really growing up.