February 15 13

Isabella to me: I lost a tooth and I have exactly four boyfriends. Valentine’s Day is my favorite.

Kids, man. They really just enjoy the little things in life, eh? She just saw yesterday as a fun day to eat chocolate and exchange gifts, cards, candies, and have her very first dance at school and go to bed with visions of a little white fairy named LouLou dancing in her head.

Smart cookie.

(mmmm…cookies)

Yesterday my social media feeds were full of a mixed bag of heart-shaped emotion.

Photos of cards, and flowers, and delicious-looking baked goods smothered in pink and red heart-shaped sprinkles. Enviable homemade valentines for their children’s classmates—oh Pinterest and instagram, you are really great at making me realize how much I fail as a creative mama. Date plans. Red dresses and shoes.

It’s okay to love Valentine’s Day.

“Valentine’s Day is just…Thursday.” Reminders about how unimportant Valentine’s Day is, how people don’t need a special day to prove love. How they aren’t buying into the Hallmark-ness of the holiday. No edibles, no flowers, cards, no dates.

It’s also okay to not love Valentine’s Day.

And it’s also okay to fall someone in the middle on the Valentine’s Day love train. (As my friend Sandy says, she draws the line at V-Day-themed dish towels.)

I sure don’t need a day decided on by Hallmark.

But what’s wrong with having one? What’s wrong with having an excuse to be nice to people you love? What’s wrong with having an excuse to go to the mall at lunchtime to buy myself some new undergarments and to eat baked goods instead of breakfast and to allow the lovely man in my life to take me to see back-to-back movies and to dinner. A Silver Linings Playlist and Django Unchained double header? Don’t mind if I do!

Nothing is wrong with it, I say.

Unless you are a mom in a lingerie store with your young teenaged daughter, buying her some sexy lingerie for her night with Jason.

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Because, man, you’ve really got to draw the V-Day line somewhere.

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Also, we have a venue.

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  1. So happy you have a venue!

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    Comment by Dawn on February 15, 2013
  2. I’m almost 40, and I’m still not cool with the idea of shopping for sexy lingerie with my mom.

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    Comment by Danielle on February 15, 2013
  3. It’s one thing to encourage your teenage daughter to practice safe sex if she’s going to have sex. It’s another to help her buy things to facilitate sex. That’s just creepy and weird.

    Now if she wasn’t actually a teenager, but an adult who just looks young, I guess that’s a close mom-daughter relationship. Still weird, but not wrong.

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    Alimartell replied on

    …yeah, my words don’t flow all that well here…I guess. I’m not saying it’s wrong…obviously they are free to do what they please. It just makes ME uncomfortable. I don’t want to buy cotton underwear with my mom at Target and I’m 34….so it’s WRONG for ME.

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    Avitable replied on

    Oh, I know what you mean. I’m saying that I totally personally think it’s wrong if she’s a teenager and just weird and uncomfortable if she’s a young adult.

    I just can’t imagine the scenario that led to that shopping trip!

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    Comment by Avitable on February 15, 2013
  4. I don’t want my mother to know what I’m taking off right before I do the ‘do.

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    Alimartell replied on

    Exactly.

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    Comment by gorillabuns on February 15, 2013
  5. That is just creepy. I fall in the middle too, but I think it has gotten way out of control when moms feel this incredible pressure to create masterpieces to send to school with their kids. And I see moms feel this pressure and they work and they don’t have the time and it is not their bag and it just makes me a little sad. Anyway, I think there is a thick line when it comes to moms buying teens sexy undergarments. I can’t believe they did not both feel strange!

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    Comment by Brittany on February 15, 2013
  6. Huzzah re venue. I bet that’s a huge weight lifted.
    I am on the fence re Valentines day to some extent as well…I do not feel that diamonds are expected..this year my favourite Kawartha Dairy ice cream was waiting in the freezer and I got a card. Husband = man ‘o my dreams. Related–my Mum would have rather died than help teenage me pick out unmentionables for my equally teenaged boyfriend. yikes.

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    Comment by Jules on February 15, 2013
  7. Hehehehe! Thanks for including me in this. Bloody Hallmark Holidays! ;) I say we should all have a little bit of chocolate and a whole lotta love everyday. Congrats on the venue finding! Nice job mom! Also: maybe that was her step mom? Does that make it better? I don’t know…

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    Comment by Sandy on February 15, 2013
  8. Because of you, I’m going to eat a desk cookie.

    Don’t worry, they’re tasty.

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    ali replied on

    What is a desk cookie???

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    Maryann replied on

    I bought some cookies at the store a couple weeks ago, and am hiding them in my desk so I can actually eat some instead of my husband eating all of them but one.

    They are M&M Chocolate chip cookies.

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    Comment by Maryann on February 15, 2013
  9. As I said on your tweet, your not the only one uncomfortable with that!

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    Comment by Corey Feldman on February 15, 2013
  10. YAY for a venue.

    The other…oh I can’t touch that one. So wrong.

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    Comment by Issa on February 15, 2013
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