Before high school my parents always made the day special. Dad would hide a small box of Whitman’s Sampler Chocolates in his coat pocket. My sisters and I would raid his jacket to find our sugar fix. As we got older and dad’s travel schedule changed mom assumed responsibility for the day. We would find a cute treat and card at our breakfast chair. A simple act reminded us that the day was about love, not just romantic love.
In Crazyville, the tradition continued. This is what our breakfast table looked like at 6:00 a.m. Nothing like a little chocolate to get three kids moving. There were no cards since only my oldest can read. My kids did bring cute valentines to school for their friends. The last addition to this tradition is the kids brought homemade cookies to their teachers and Revin’ Roger delivered cookies to the neighbors.
Romantic love does have a place in Crazvville. My hubby and I are not in high school, so why not? The only challenge is the symbol from our marriage is missing. Last week my wedding ring had a run-in with the garbage dispoal. After it is fixed, it will last longer than high school flowers. Plus, I would rather have tulips from my husband than a mum from a high school jock.
How do you celebrate the day? Share your spin here with Ginny and Gretchen below.
Sharon, The Mayor