This and that

I'm not sure you quite got the sentiments behind Valentines Day.  You asked me why you made the heart cards, then quickly answered yourself by saying that Daddy "told you to"  taking you away from your weaving...Aww shucks...thanks for the thumbs up ;-)

Here is the weaving - just some fencing and ribbons.

He on the other had said you hadn't been weaving at all and had been quite keen to make them...

A mystery.

The cards weren't such a surprise to me though.  Seeing as I was the one who told Daddy to make them in the first place!  Who said romance is dead? They're made from heavy water colour type paper (we use wallpaper lining paper - cheap and good), melted old crayons and watercolours.  Got the idea from the artful parent.

I've never been keen on V day myself - there's no way you'd catch me having a romantic meal out on that day....would just hate that so much. Now that I'm older and less cynical though I do quite like the idea that people want to make sure one day is all about the love. Even if it falls a bit flat ha ha! I just don't like the forced nature of it all. And I'm a bit immature, and maybe too Irish (not the country of romance Yeats might lead you to suppose), so find it all a bit embarrassing too I suppose.

Right up to the stereo

One thing you are really feeling the love for though is music!  Here you are practically inhaling the stereo listening to All Together Singing in the Kitchen.  This is a CD that comes with a book by American singing sisters, singing upbeat folk songs geared towards kids.  The songs have really pressed your buttons - you were trying to sing along immediately. The book I'm not sure about yet - didn't get beyond the intro which seemed a bit hokey.  But I hope there's some good (and non-daunting) ideas in the rest of the book.  

"reading" the accompanying book - check out the sweatshirt.

Then we looked/listened to this song by The Weepies that Lady Cordelia's blog introduced me to. The video is brilliant I think, with the play dough/cardboard thing going on.  So apt too, with the Valentines Day card.  I explained all about how the man was happy because he was loved and got a card.  Then I got the horrors thinking maybe I was teaching you someone had to love you to make you happy.  So madly back-pedalled saying, of course the most important thing was to love yourself.  Then worried I would make you self-obsessed and think love was not important.

And all that angst before I even got dressed....pshaw this parenting lark is not easy.

Love Mam