I remember, vividly, the days that I came home from school and my mom had warm cookies or a treat specifically for me. Those were the best days! Life couldn't get better than that. I remember feeling so safe, and warm, and loved. I try to do that for my kids. The trick is not to do it every day, and not to do it too often. If you do it too often then it isn't as special.
I did hot chocolate one day. Hank has a love for this stuff that I don't understand. The world stops moving for him when hot chocolate is served.
**Even more fun with a valentine marshmallow.
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