The cake took up my afternoon, especially since my kid decided he didn't want to take his afternoon nap. It was far from the most beautiful cake, this is what happens when a 3 year old helps, but like I said the taste was awesome and it was certainly made with love.
Dinner was done, the table was set, I had printed out fun Valentine's Day facts, poems, and pictures of old Valentine's cards, I put scratch tickets at each place setting so they could try and "get lucky", and my husband had said he would be home early so we could actually have Valentine's Day dinner together.
I talked to my husband while he ate the cold dinner, declining my offer to warm it up, and we ate dessert together.
We did spend the rest of the evening together watching tv in bed, my neuropathy was acting up after a long day on my feet. The dog and the cat also came up on the bed to cuddle for Valentine's Day. I fell asleep early. Holidays are hard with a husband who works in a restaurant, before our kid we would at least work them together, but now most of my holidays are spent celebrating with the kid, while my husband works hard to guarantee everyone else has a happy holiday. Remember when you are out eating and celebrating those serving you have loved ones missing out on celebrating with them.
I love you, honey.
Happy Valentine's Day!