Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Mental breakdown in 3, 2, 1....
Valentine's Day. I LOVE this holiday! Until I remember, I kind of hate this holiday.
I'm kidding (no, I'm not)--I think I am just overwhelmed with the 80+ valentines that need to be addressed by my children this week, with me reprising the role of slave master! In year's past, I have just printed a photo with all pertinent information on it, as Big J and L's valentines...but this year, they are supposed to be practicing their handwriting. Aw, crap.
Little J is simply writing his name. Or any combination of the letters contained within his name. Also, he is drawing pictures, and has become mildly obsessed with body parts, and were it not for his not-quite-mature fine motor skills, we would be distributing porn amongst his preschool. Sweet.
And then. It dawned on me, TODAY, that Big J and L should probably have different valentines to hand out, seeing as they are in the same class and all. I also came to this conclusion, because when you use a normal sized lunch bag as a valentine? You have to spend millions of dollars on a crap-load of candy to fill it.
But also, there is a small part of me that would die a little inside if the twins distributed 40 of the same valentine. Why? Because I am CRA-ZY. And Valentine's Day is like the Olympics for a crafter, and I'm guessing that one day someone is going to give me a medal. And I make things like this one million times more complicated than they need to be. As witnessed by the fact that I have not purchased one, single box of character-themed valentines. In my defense, however--those things are SO small, even if the twins wrote in their smallest font size, they wouldn't be able to fit more than 3 letters on there. I mean, they leave absolutely no space for Little J to draw a penis, which (thankfully) more closely resembles a man with an oddly angular head.
I am 20 valentines down with 60 more to go. And I'm trying to talk myself into a rally, which will be easier with the aide of caffeine in the morning. Also, I have other projects for V-day that include a little sewing.
Because it makes me freaking happy, okay (isn't that obvious?). Lay off me.