This year my valentine is bald and toothless, and she slobbers. The best kind of valentine. Her new nickname is kitty (she really does sound like a little kitten). We had our first conversation about a week ago and it lasted quite a while. She told me of her concerns and worries about the world and what her future holds. I told her laffy taffy jokes.

For some reason I made these today. I really tried not to. I told
myself, just cupcakes with a heart stuck on top. But I can't help it. I have issues. I think that when I take a treat to a first grade class room the children will say, "Oh come on lady, you are home all day- surely you can do better than that". So, I spend a few hours making these cookies. And when I take them to the class what the children really think is "ewww, why does she always bring homemade stuff, I like the store bought ones". Maybe when kitty is in first grade I'll buy the cookies.... actually, no I won't because
they are gross.