Earlier
this week, Jenna came home
all
excited and
folded
an open box into
a
closed one,
added
a face and
the
hearts that she and
her
friend had cut out of
colored
paper.
She
said there was a contest and
she
came up with
the
idea of turning her box into
the
school mascot.
On
Wednesday she was crying when
I
picked her up – disappointed
that
one class did not
collect
all the needed points and
thus
they wouldn’t be having
the
Valentine’s party she had so
looked
forward to.
On
Thursday I said she should take
her box and prepared Valentines anyway –
just
in case.
She
threw up in class and so
was
taken to the office and
put
in the sick room
to
wait until somebody arrived.
My
phone was in my pocket.
Unfortunately it had been turned off.
Roland
was on his cell phone
talking
to someone.
Randy
was in class.
Carrie
was at work.
Evidently
the staff had gone through
every
single number I had provided for
emergency
contact – some outdated
I
guess.
I
felt bad that they had gone
to
all that trouble.
They
said they had tried everyone
on the list.
Jenna
asked,
“Who
is Dora?”
“Oh,”
that’s
when I realized
the
list was outdated.
“She
taught you in primary
a
couple of times when
we
attended our old ward.
You
used to call her
Dora,
the Explorer”
“Oh,
yea.
I
sort of remember her.
Why
isn’t Corey on the list?”
“Corey
is in Las Vegas.
I
had him and grandma on
the
list when you
were
in first grade.”
I
had eliminated contacting grandma
for
the year that I started
Jenna
had a fever.
She
stayed in bed all day –
except
for once in a while after
she
would drink something,
she
would make her way into
the
bathroom to throw up.
But
we brought her fever down in time and
after
long her stomach wasn’t hurting anymore either.
But
she still felt dizzy whenever she stood.
I
had given her the cards that
arrived
in the mail.
Two
of them:
a
Valentine from her
activity
days leader and
one
from our former next door neighbor whom she called
“grandma”
plus
there had been a box of
chocolates
that dad brought home.
Yesterday
was Valentine’s Day.
She
didn’t deliver because
she
still felt dizzy when she moved.
We stayed home.
We
both took it easy.
Roland
used to do Valentines for
the
women in my family.
A box of chocolates, flowers,
one year we made red doughnuts.
Another
year he purchased heart
shaped pizzas.
I
think that was the
last
year.
This
year he purchased candy bars
for
all the RS and primary presidency.
He
printed up the note
“All
Classy Ladies deserve
chocolate
on Valentines Day
Even
if they are a little nuts”
They
have not been delivered, however.
Perhaps
he is just planning on
handing
them out at Church tomorrow.
There
was a knock at the door
sometime
after Jenna had gone to bed.
Whoever
it was had walked away
after
leaving a sack of
candy
for Jenna.
This
morning I learned that
it
was/is from Trume.
So
we did receive Valentines.
And
Jenna created three more.
They won’t be received until
next
week.
Valentine’s
Day is over.
Jenna
feels better.
Outside is still grey
