Valentines for my Rock Star

My older munchkin, Ethan, has had a crummy week or two at school.  

Remember fifth grade?

Math is starting to get hard with fractions and decimals at the same time...

Grammar and punctuation aren't just adjectives and commas...

Science tests don't go so well when you skip a section and don't notice until 

you're grading your classmate's test.

(and, don't tell anyone, but I think there might be girls in his class)

So my normally happy-go-lucky child has been in the downy-dumps..

He forgot that he was a rock star.

So I made him a little treat to remind him.

"Ethan...."

"Ethan....are you listening?"

"Love you bud."

(I was going to write a whole bunch of mushy mommy stuff here,

but then I thought that might embarrass the heck out of him,

and that would be counter-productive)

I left them on his 'homework spot' so he'd see them after school.

I think he liked them...

Then, to prove he's the rock star that I know he is, he said,  

"Thanks for making cookies just for me Mom.  

I know you had a lot of other cookies you could have made.  

It means a lot that you took the time to do that just for me...."

...and my heart skipped a beat.

Thanks for stopping by,

Lizy B