So, my little man said “We make cookies mommy?” Anything he wants! I just melt when he calls me mommy with his sweet little grin and sparkling almond-shaped eyes. We danced to We Got It All, we were covered in flour, rolling dough, cookie cutting, baking, icing and sprinkling love on a cold Valentine’s Day afternoon. Filled with hot coca in our bellies, if these kids in my life know anything, I hope they know that I love them madly. I love them, I love them with everything that I am. And any holiday that encourages cookie consumption in the name of love is a holiday I’m delighted to celebrate. Happy Valentine’s Day!