Sean's birthday was a couple of weeks ago, and we haven't sent out the thank you cards yet.
I have a love-hate relationship with thank you cards:
I'm an overly polite person. I think that taking a couple of minutes to write out a card to say thanks is sweet and respectful. Wedding thank-yous are a must. Showers, whether they're wedding or baby, must have thank you cards.
I hate the idea of writing thank you cards to Sean's entire kindergarten class. Finding time between work, 22 Thank you cards, 22 stamps, and what feels like 22 hours of me writing out "thanks for coming to my party, and thanks for the gift" and having (cajoling) Sean to sign them. The task is daunting. Plus, I know that the lollipop-shaped cards that Sean picked out at Target may go on someone's fridge for a day or two, and then get thrown away and forgotten about. But not sending them would be rude.
I'm not a rude person. So I will sit down and write them out this weekend. Blerg.