I admit it, I’m into Valentine’s Day this year.
Don’t sigh in horror. I didn’t see this one coming either. Traditionally, I roll my eyes when this holiday comes along. This year is different.
This is the year two of my friends daughters turned 6, and another is 4. It’s been 13 years since I hung with 6 year olds and I forgot how pure and happy an age that is. It’s suffice to say, Valentine’s Day is right up their alley and hence, I caught the fever too.
Last Saturday it was another freezing cold day and my friend K. and her daughter Chloe were suffering from a bad case of cabin fever. They were howling into the phone like two trapped wolves when I called just to catch up. I said I’d come over and on the way I passed a paper store. Well, passed isn’t the right term as I found myself buying paper and sparkly stickers within. We spent the evening in girl paradise cutting, pasting and producing sparkly gestures of love. My father isn’t going to know what hit him when he opens his package later this week. He’ll probably worry that I lost my mind.
It’s not just my dad whose getting a package but friends and family too. Chloe’s enthusiasm was contagious. Simple paper Valentine’s were all I needed to send a bit of love and good cheer. Nothing deep and certainly not soppy. Some people recieved dark chocolate hearts wrapped in red foil too along with their cards. I’ve read dark chocolate is good for the heart.
Since I don’t have your addresses, pick one of the hearts pictured above and consider it yours on Friday.
This morning all I kept thinking was – Thank heaven for six year old girls! I think it’s going to be a good week.