We’re back from a extended trip to visit the grandparents in Horseheads, NY. Trips with kids are exhausting. It’s good to be home.
Arman sprung out of bed on Monday morning with: “Happy Valentine’s Day!!! Where’s my Valentine’s Day card?”
Card?! What the—-? Where does he learn this stuff? I assumed I had at least another year before he’d begin to expect gifts on holidays. Good thing he was only asking for a card.
Me: ” Happy Valentine’s Day, Manu! Uhhh….the card comes after nap-time!”
(Mental note to make a card during nap-time)
After music class I put the kiddos down for their nap, pulled out Manu’s water colors, and set out to fancy-up a plain white paper bag. I tossed in a caramel lollipop, a gummy worm, and a hand-made card. It was definitely a very modest gift, but he seemed thrilled.