When Did Valentine’s Day Become Such a Big Deal?

Oh, Valentine’s Day, I never liked you.  A fabricated holiday that’s sure to leave in the most ardent in love, disappointed.  I indulge a little in the holiday because I have kids, because I feel guilty, because if you don’t, something must be wrong with you, after all, it’s a holiday about love, right?

Whatever.

Valentine’s is over, but I’ve just got one more thing to say about it and that’s because a funny thing happened, last night.  My sister sent me this post, which echoed a conversation we had had earlier in the day about how Valentine’s Day has gotten a little out of control.

You see, the day after Valentine’s Day, I called my sister to tell her about the elaborate treats First Son bought home from school on Valentine’s Day.  Little bags containing treats, and stickers, and pencils, candies, homemade cards, store bought cards, and even a clever Valentine in the shape of a picture of a real girl, with a hole poked through her hand, holding a real lollipop, which I later I found out, wasn’t so clever after all, but an idea widely borrowed off of Pinterest.

What did we give out?  Just your run of the mill, store bought, Star Wars Valentine’s Day card, no attachments included.  It’s not that I’m opposed to attaching a lollipop or a fruit snack, it’s just that I kept forgetting to buy something, even with all my mulitple food store runs.

And then, I baked all those cookies, which like I said, took over two hours to cut, decorate, and bake.  When my younger son asked me, yet, again, to go buy lollipops, I considered making a harried run to the store with the two kids, who are the worst combination to take to the store (middle and last), but, instead said, no.  I told second son, I just made thirty-six cookies for your class party, that’s enough.

First Son never asked me to attached anything.  He doesn’t obsess over candy like Second Son.  He’s also a boy, and while I hate to be stereotypical, he doesn’t really care that much about Valentine’s, so thankfully, didn’t feel so bad when he realized that he was the ONLY one in his class not to hand out something with his measly card.  I, on the other hand, couldn’t help but feel a little like a loser.

As I went through his bag of elaborate creations, I looked at him and said, “We’re you the only one not to hand something out with your Valentines?”

He said, “Yea.”

I said, “Cheesy!” (Do people even use that expression anymore?)

He said, “Yea, someone even asked me where my candy was?”

This caused me to chuckle a bit.  Like I said, he didn’t feel bad about it, so no harm, no foul, but I was also a little annoyed with the overachieving parents, who feel the need to elevate even nonsensical “holidays” into a big deal.

This isn’t new.  I experienced this first in preschool, when I failed to get the memo, that each and every holiday requires you buy little themed bags and fill them with candy and junk.

Besides feeling mildly embarrassed, and pissed at the teacher, who could have given me, the newcomer, a heads up, I couldn’t help but wonder why parents felt the need to go out to the store and waste their money on junk that inevitably makes its way to the trash can?  Trust me, my kids don’t need one more pencil and they definitely don’t need any more sugar.

Don’t get me wrong, I like a celebration as much as the next person, and part of the fun of having kids is making a big deal out of holidays, but I think some homemade (kid driven) crafts can pretty much get the job done.  Teaching kids that every special event warrants gift bags and parties is a little over the top, don’t you think?

I do.  But I don’t need to say anything more, because like I said, this blogger says it all for me.  If you have a sense of humor, it’s definitely worth the read.

Enjoy and have a good weekend.

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