Bad Mommy

Valentine's day.
Aidan came home with a bag full of kiddie valentines and loads of candy. I gave in, and he ate candy that night, and again the next morning.
Bad mommy? Ah, probably so. I just figured it would be better for him to eat the crap over 2 days rather than spreading it out over a week or so.

When I had my cleaning frenzy the next day, I dumped out said kiddie valentines into the trash. I figured that without the candy they would not be as important.
That afternoon, I heard Aidan from the kitchen:
"Mommy!!! come here!
me: "what honey?"
"Mommy! come here!"
I obey..
I enter the kitchen and see him standing next to the open trashcan, looking very distressed.
"mommy! L-O-O-O-K!!" .....he gestures emotionally towards the contents, and I peer down and see them.
There they were. The valentines I thought Aidan would not care about, right next to the coffee grinds and used paper plates.
He looked at me, a combination of crestfallen and exasperated and exclaimed:
"mommy! you threw away my valentines!!! Why did you DO that?"
I did what every red blooded mommy does in times like this: I lied.
me: "oh my gosh honey! I am so sorry! I was cleaning and I was not paying attention..here, lets just take them out of the trash and you can have them back okay?"
This worked I thought.

Until he went into his room a few minutes later and drew a picture of a face with a frown. He informed me that this was mommy, so sad that she threw away his valentines. Here it is:

I apologized again, and giggled a little at my mistake when he left the room.
My sister told me that next time I discard stuff like that to put it into the big trash cans outside. She thought the story was hilarious.
Ahh, the big trash cans...I did not think of that.