I'm pretty sure I was wrong.
(Note to self--don't blog in the midst of being pissed off, repenting of being pissed off, and then being pissed off about the fact that you're pissed off and having to repent in the first place.)
Valentine's can be kind of cool. Particularly when you get to sleep in and are brought this to wake you up.
(If you can't tell--that's Hot chocolate with a marshmallow heart floating in it.)
And then you go downstairs to a clean kitchen smelling that lovely bleachy smell and see this on the island.
And then you get to receive kisses from this little guy--
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