Best Valentines Day Ever.

It really was. 

I bought my Valentine a mushy card and some marshmallow hearts covered in chocolate.  I had a theme. 

He didn't wish me a Happy Valentines Day or even say I love you.  Nothing.  And when I left for work I was disgusted.  He yelled:

"See ya!"

I replied under my breath:

"whatever."

I sullenly walked out to my car.  I opened the door and as I climbed in there was a big bouquet of flowers.  I was startled.  He totally faked me out.

I brought them to work so our customers could enjoy them too.

As you know, I am the room mother for 4th Grade.  Naturally, I was in charge of the Valentine's party.  I had many fun things planned.  We would run a relay race with straws and tissue paper hearts.  We would find matching conversation hearts with chopsticks.  We would do math to make educated guesses about how much candy was in a jar.  We would eat cookies and hot chocolate.

I arrived with a 5 gallon cooler filled with boiling hot chocolate.  How do I know it was boiling? Apparently, when I carry a 5 gallon jug across a parking lot, it sloshes all around.  Also, the lids on those things?  They don't exactly seal tightly.

We played the relay games.  I was under the impression that these fourth graders could handle a relay race.  I stood in front of them and said:

"We are going to do a relay race!  The first person in line will suck through your little straw so that the tissue paper heart sticks to it.  Turn around and pass it to the person behind you.  Pass it to the end of your line and then back to the front."

Instantly hands went up in the air.

4th grader: Mrs. Garrett, how do we get the heart to stick?

me:  You suck through the straw.

4th grader:  What if we drop it?

me:  You pick it back up.

4th grader:  Is it a race?

Holy moly.  It was far from the smoothest party I have put together.  At one point I yelled:

THIS IS NOTHING LIKE KISSING!  I have kissed MANY times and it's nothing like this!

They all responded with a loud EEEEWWWWWWW!

In case you were wondering, 4th graders can't use chopsticks.  And when they look at a jar with 378 candies in it, they will guess numbers like 43.

The best moment of all was when Halle slipped a folded up piece of paper in my pocket.  I opened it up and found that it was a handwritten valentine.

It's from her love, Spencer.  The part about Caleb saying "Hey buddy" is their little inside joke. 

I think I'll laminate it.  Who doesn't want to keep their first love letter for the rest of their life?

Spencer's mom was one of my helpers.  She and I are pretty good friends at this point.  She made Halle and Spencer pose for a picture.  They were humiliated. 

It was awesome.

I hope your day of love was as good as mine.