The week before Valentine’s Day always feels louder in my house. Not noisy in the bad way, just full. Full schedules, full backpacks, full conversations...
Last Friday morning, my kitchen looked more like a mini production line than a peaceful place to enjoy coffee. My son’s birthday celebration was happening...
Valentine’s Day in our house has never been about expensive gifts or fancy dinners at candlelit restaurants. Instead, it’s about staying in, laughing over silly...