My son came home from seventh grade
With a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"How was your day?"
"OK."
"What did they do for Valentine's Day?"
"The girls brought candy for the boys.
Charlie had about seven bags and Jack had
eight and Connor's spilled on the floor he
had so many."
His shoulders slumped.
I didn't need to ask.
No one brought any for him.
My daughter came home from fifth grade
Happy, oblivious, the last year of folded
paper Valentines for the whole class stuffed
in decorated shoe boxes.
She got one from Him (The Boy), she showed me.
But one, from some girl named Annie
Had my daughter's name, but with "Note: Weirdo"
Written underneath.
"Was she being funny?"
"I don't think so."
My husband made dinner
We struggled through algebra
And violin
Then threw in the towel
And all of us crammed on the couch
To watch TV, and laugh,
And share Hershey's Kisses
In a heart-shaped box
From me.


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PFFFFFT on them!! :(
But :) for the ending!!
Rated.
R
Middle school sucks so hard. Mothers like you help smooth the path.
So glad the day ended so sweetly. ~r
Out on a Limb--one of my least favorite holidays, even if I'm happily married.
mamoore--I didn't realize that about our kids. I've had a lot of "lasts" this year as elementary school winds down.
Joanie--I wish I could make it easier. I wish I could make them both less awkward. Sadly, they're following in my shoes on that score.
dirndl skirt--I think you're right about the "weirdo" but it hurts for now.
matt--unfortunately we do it to each other all our lives, kids are just much more open about it.
I'm glad Valentine's Day isn't made such a fuss of in schools here in Australia.