<p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">This morning, while packing up some Valentines for Miss Nat's classmates I realized something – and it wasn't, gee this girl is pretty popular if she told me she still needs to write eight more valentines.
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		</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">I realized there is nothing sweeter than Valentine's Day when you are a child.  Or maybe I just remembered that fact.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Everyone receives a valentine. There are no hurt feelings. And you never once look at a box of candy and think "Really!?!"
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Stickers make your day. A heart shaped note in your lunchbox makes you smile. The pink cupcake you devour tastes delicious. 
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">Dinner on Valentine's Day is never disappointing and rushed because the waiter wants to turn the table for the next seating.
</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Georgia; font-size:10pt">I already know I'm in charge of my plans this year for Valentine's Day.  And that annoys me. That it's up to me. *sigh*
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