I was reading my sister's blog this morning, where she was talking about how Valentine's Day hasn't changed since she was a kid. It reminded me of my seven-year-old self sitting at our kitchen table with the purple-inked ditto list of my classmates in front of me, carefully choosing which card to give to each person.
I had Holly Hobby valentines, so I had to be careful which card went to which classmate. With all the romance stirred up by Hottie Holly Hobby, I didn't want to give a mushy card to any of the boys, thereby giving him the wrong impression.
I mean, you have to be careful with messages like "Have a heart, Valentine . . . MINE!" or "I like you a whole bunch!". Most of the boys in my class got the "Knowing you is a real treat" card--you know, safe. No one could ever accuse me of leading boys on.
(Just so you know, I had THE EXACT cards pictured above. When I found this on Google, I literally screamed.
I am seven right now!)
I am seven right now!)
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And, of course, if you got a Valentine from a boy that said, "I'm sweet on you!" it obviously meant he liked you.
Gah! I had those same Valentines! That really was a blast from the past, not to mention picture of the Holly Hobbie from the front of your lunchbox. (You wouldn't think I'd remember that.)
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