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Home is Where the “Hearts” Are
Let me take you back to about 1984 or so.
Picture this…
A mom, a little girl, red construction paper and white doilies… now what do you think was created with such raw materials? Yes, homemade Valentines.
At the time I thought that I was going to be the laughing stock of the 3rd grade. How can some paper and lace compete with Strawberry Shortcake, Care Bears and the Smurfs?
I knew I could only top these competitive greetings with a Punky Brewster Valentine with inclusive sucker slot for a Dum Dum or Blow Pop… but no…
(SECRET: I loved making these Valentines, I just wasn’t so confident that my peers would find the Renaissance artist wrapped inside and enjoy them as much as my mom and I did).
Although they were never really appreciated to the degree they deserved, it wasn’t about the kids loving them, it was about my mom loving me.
That was 28 years ago. Guess what?
Yes, it’s a SuperHero Valentine. It’s homemade and inspired by Family Fun.
My son didn’t pass out Ninja Turtles, Star Wars or Spongebob this year… we made sucker SuperHeros with the message, “You’re a Super Friend”.
It’s Preschool, so I figure I can work my way up to the 3rd grade. Maybe they weren’t appreciated by all the peers in my kiddos class, but we giggled and enjoyed the time making them together and that is what it’s all really about.
