Feb 12 2009
Mom Bomb # 1
My first post in the Mom Bomb series. Screw up much?
This weekend is Valentine’s Day. Respect granted to all of you out there that ride the “Hallmark Holiday” train. Those of you who refuse to acknowledge a weekend of hearts, candy, flowers, and enough pink and red to make you sick.
BUT, my kid doesn’t know much about Hallmark yet. He doesn’t realize the difference between commercialism and just plain fun. So, I got a note home last week with a list of names from his class so he can write out Valentine’s cards for each and every one of them.
I got a phone call from a friend a few minutes ago who, knowing how much my son likes temporary tattoos, lets me know that the big box store around the corner has temp tattoo Valentine’s cards. Great!
Only one issue here: I forgot. I completely, 100%, no inkling anywhere in my brain forgot.
So instead of tonight being the one night this week that we don’t have extra-curricular activities to do, I’ll rush all over the world once more. I’ll get off of work, pick up my son, rush to the big box store around the corner, and run into the house somewhere around 6pm.
On the other hand, I’m grateful that I have the health to rush around, the car to get me there, and a son who is capable of writing out his Valentine’s Day cards. That was my mushy side.
Then I’ll have 2.5 hours to help him with homework, cook dinner, eat dinner, help him write out his Valentine’s cards, get him into the shower, and have him read for 20 minutes before kissing him goodnight. Hopefully we’ll have a few short minutes to do something fun… anything, really.
Ah yes, the life of the single mom.
I had the same evening!!!! I even got the Valentine’s with the temp tattoos! I figure it’s better than more candy, right?
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The mother in me says that the temp tattoos are definately better than candy. But the convienent mother says that they were out of those at the other store, closer to my house, so I spent a better part of 30 minutes taping dum-dums to Star Wars stickers. It’s such a glamorous life
We’re not big on the V day either. But my 5 yr old is in Kindergarten and it’s a big event, so I sprung for the Laffy Taffy ones. It’s all about the candy anyway. I also remembered last minute about the cards which I’d bought but didn’t fill out for him, since his handwriting is still a tad atrocious. I also lost the class list with the names. My bad. So all his cards were labeled “To: A friend”. Lame, I know.
I’m so glad to hear I’m not the only one! I had to search high and low all over the house last night to find that pink piece of paper with 23 names on it; it was sitting there, underneath a phone book and a pile of school work/unopened mail, mocking me.