"Don't look in my folder."

The puppy pocket he made to hold his Valentine cards at school.























Getting ready for his first Valentine's Day party at school.


Writing names on Valentine cards for kindergarten.

Now, what would my blog be without a twist...

Saturday, DT's cousins came over to play and brought him a grand Valentine's Day gift... the movie "Madagascar 2." I, his mother, on the other hand gave him a simple Matchbox car with the note "Racing in to wish you a happy Valentine's Day." He loved both gifts, but begged to take the car to school today. At recess, the kids are allowed to get out playthings from their backpacks.

Because the public schools had the day off for President's Day, Ben and I picked DT up together after school. And strangely, the first thing he said when he got in the truck was "Don't look in my folder." Well, of course the first thing his dad and I decided to do when we got home was... yes, LOOK IN HIS FOLDER. Hmmm? A report card... yes, a report card. But why wouldn't he want us to see it. Every mark was good! "Mom, look!" he said. And he pulled out a ziplock bag with the sad remains of his Valentine's Day Matchbox car.

How pathetic! The top was crushed. Pieces of metal frame were broken. The plastic windows were smashed. And all easily viewed through the clear bag. "What happened?" we asked. Sadly, he replied "I lost it by the playground and a Mary's brother found it and said maybe a ball bounced on it." Seriously? A ball? Clearly there was much more damage than a ball could do. We tried to tell DT that it looked like a car or bus drove over it. He didn't buy it. But there could be no other explanation.