Sunday, February 18, 2018

100th Day and Valentine Boxes

In January, Juliet got a note in her folder about the 100th Day and her classes Valentine party. The girl was obsessed with both. Every day she asked if tomorrow was the 100th Day. Every day she wanted to review her outfit, and make sure that we had ordered all the accessories she deemed necessary. Most days she would panic that various items wouldn't arrive in time. She was devastated when Amazon sent an "old man dress up kit" instead of a kid cane. Then we couldn't find another kid cane that was less than $15 (my budget for something that she would use once), and she was so worried she'd be the only one without a cane. 
 When the day arrived, she was excited. She loved her outfit. Then I did her hair. After spraying it gray (which she had been insisting on for 4+ weeks). She got so sad. She was convinced that she was ugly or "hideous" as she kept saying. She was sure no one was going to dress up, and it was all a trick to make her look silly. So many emotions. 
 Then I offered to put blue eye shadow on her, and she immediately perked up. She was happy again. Then, she got in character of being a "grumpy old lady" and she was happy again. 



 We had spent a great deal of time crafting her Unicorn mailbox that weekend. She was proud, but worried that hers would be better than everyone elses and other people would be jealous. She was most excited about the fake flowers. Daddy was an expert with the glue gun and carving knife. I love when he takes on the worst parts of projects. 
 She also liked the tail or butt and thought it was funny. 
 Juliet was definitely one of the most dressed up kids at the 100th day, but she loved the attention she got. I know how these days are numbered, and think of how tired I am ALL.THE.TIME. So I cherish the times where we both are interested in doing something at the quasi "Pinterest" level. 
 Leah was so sad that she didn't get to make a mailbox. She loves to craft and was sad that she wouldn't get to put all of her creative energy into a mailbox. Randomly, the day before mailboxes were due I was at a birthday party with Juliet and ran into Leah's teacher. She asked what Leah was doing and I jokingly said, "sulking at home because she can't make a Valentine mailbox" (which is what she was doing when we left for the party). Her teacher immediately sent out a text to the class that they could bring in their own box if they wanted to. She kept apologizing saying "I thought I was being helpful to parents!" I told her it was fine to do it whatever way she wanted to, but she insisted that kids could bring their own if they wished. Leah was ecstatic and immediately started creating her own. 
 Leah also wanted to bring a little flair to the second grade for the 100th day, so we sprayed her bun gray. 
For the first time in YEARS, both girls agreed to send out regular boxed Valentines and treats just from Target. For the last few years, I've tied tiny bows or bought random "on theme" treats from Amazon because one kid or another had a very specific vision. This year, both had fun at Target picking from their assortment. It was nice and so much easier than previous years. 

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