That’s what we did when we were little, right? Why did we do that? Even my mom would somehow find a way to sneak out of the house, set up little presents on the door step, ring the doorbell and then run inside before her kids were the wiser. One time I was at my parents' house (I think I was 24) and heard a knock on the door leading out to the garage from the family room where I was sitting. I opened the door, looked down and saw some Valentines treats. Then I looked to my left to find my mom, back pressed up against the wall, fists up to her face, hoping I wouldn't see her.
Where did this idea of doorbell ditching come from? Don’t get me wrong, it was totally fun. But for some reason we just didn’t want to face the person and say, “Happy Valentine's Day. This is for you because I like you.”
So, to those of you who still read this blog of mine, Happy Valentine's Day! Go ahead and leave an anonymous comment (it’s the equivalent of a doorbell ditch). It's a Valentine's Day tradition so it's cool.
3 comments:
Happy Valentine's Day Laura. Grandma used to do that for us when we were growing up so for the Christensen kids it comes naturally. I am way too tired these days. I called my kids and told them I have their valentines at my house and they can pick them up whenever they want them.
Jack had Valentine's/Christmas at mom's today. She does to a great job of making it special... and memorable. I remember more childhood Valentine's than I do grown-up Valentine's.
I like it that way.
Hurray for classy yams, eh?
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