'Twas the Night before Valentines Day

'Twas the night before Valentines Day and all through the house

Every mother was busy just like a louse

The Pintrest boards were open and the craft stuff layed out with care

The kids wanted the ones from the store but you said 'I wouldn't dare'

The children were nestled all snug in their beds

while visions of writing their name 27 times flitted through their heads

With my sizzors at the ready, and with the rough draft

I had just settled down for a long evening of craft

So did anyone else come up with a great idea for their kid(s) Valentines cards weeks ago....and then forget all about it? Yup that's me. Thank-you free printables on Pintrest.

So did anyone else not want to send chocolates or candy to add to the copious amounts the kids will already be getting? Yup, that's me. Well I guess is sucks to be in my kid's class then. Thank-you Target for 10 pencils for a $1.

So did anyone else let their kids procrastinate writing out the card and then have to write their name 27 times in one afternoon. Yup that's me. Thank-you bribery - we call it positive reinforcement at our house.

So this is how our prep went down:

Getting started writing his name...

"How many times do I need to write my name?"

" 'Dis not my happy face, Mom"

 

Mom pitching in and doing the cutting. 

 Picking out which pencil each friend got.

" 'dis one for Halle. She like pink. The tree one for Forest ,cause that funny."

 Finished Product!

Snow Days

Snow Day

Start the Adventure...

Those words elicit thoughts of going to bed with dreams of a magical day tomorrow. The kinda day where time stands still for childhood adventures. Where it is a given, that hot chocolate comes with marshmallows and that neighbours lend a hand. The kinda day where snowballs will fly and cheeks will get red.

 

I don't recall snow days being quite so plentiful in my day - you know when I had to walk to school...up hill...both ways (which is actually true) - but they were just as coveted. These days would be spent tobogganing, building forts and braving snow drifts - all while being impervious to the snow filled boots and soaking mittens.

Years later, these days would still hold the magic that they once did. They would become the days where exams were delayed and new friends were introduced to what a 'snow fight' is really all about. Where we would run around acting like children and remembering the feeling of being carefree that came with these stolen days.

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Today we had OUR first snow day. The school was closed (which we found out when we tried to drop the Little Man off to find 2 ft drifts filling the abandoned parking lot) and hubby had the morning off.

It's good to know these days will still be filled with winter walks...

tobogganing...

getting lost in the snow...

playing with the neighbourhood kids...

baking...

and savouring the day till the sun sets and you can no longer see - whichever the reason for that might be!

Oh! Giraffe eating...we can't forget the giraffe eating!