Yeah, so, the following is a story that clearly demonstrates how clueless I am in the ways of preschool culture.
Remember how the Spawn started preschool last week? Well, on his second day of class there was a Valentine’s Day party on Friday, in which parents could go and make a little Valentine’s Day crafts with their kid. Well, the party wasn’t just about the crafts. It was also an opportunity for the kids to hand out their Valentine’s Day cards to the other kids.
But guess who didn’t know that?
Spoiler alert! It was me.
Seriously, it didn’t even cross my mind that Calvin should hand out Valentine’s Day cards. He’s 2. He doesn’t even know what Valentine’s Day is. He wouldn’t even want to eat the candy. So, The Boy brought home a box of completely adorable Valentine’s Day cards, and we didn’t hand out even one card.
I feel like a complete cad. I’m embarrassed. The preschool teachers probably think I’m a dick, and they would be right.
Have I mentioned how much I suck at first impressions?