Today is a very special day; at least that is what I am told. My mama said I am her “Valentine” and she proceeded to smooch me AT LEAST a dozen times this morning. I thought I’d humor her and reciprocate the gesture…
She was very happy and told me I’m her, “handsome boy.” C’mon Mom, don’t make me blush!
Then I was off for another fun-filled day at daycare. (I really am excited here. Can’t you tell?)
Upon arrival, I made my usual rounds saying hello to my buds.
“Hey, man! How’s it going? I’ll see YOU at snack time!”
Then I began to look around the room and I noticed that all of the girls were dressed in pink and had hearts on their shirts. That’s when I knew… I would have some choices to make! I needed a Valentine to call my own. It shouldn’t be too hard. I mean… just look at me!
I started with proximity… She seemed nice enough.
But she was going to play hard to get… At first she didn’t even look my way.
So I did the next logical thing… I picked up some blocks and banged them together in an effort to entice her with my musical prowess.
Still nothing. I decided we were better off as friends. Then… as if out of nowhere, I felt a gentle breeze. I looked behind me and there she was…
I pulled out all my moves… Showed her my killer smile. Shared with her my impressive range of single-syllable “words.” You know, “ga,” “ba,” and my all time favorite, “da-da.” I even ever-so-gently tucked a blonde tuft of hair behind her perfect ear.
Could this be the Valentine I’ve been searching for?
As I sit back and reflect on my attempts at finding love I only have this bit of advice for you… go for the girls that can’t crawl yet. It’s like taking candy from a…
Happy Valentine’s Day to all my loved ones!