being cheesy. Yes, I really did cut the cheese (hee, hee, hee) into a shape of a heart for Valentine’s Day. And no, I never thought I would be one of "those" moms. But I never realized before I had kids that you could love someone so much you would take the time to make food into shapes. At 6:30 a.m. Before the coffee is brewed.
By the way, when I asked Elena if she like her heart-shaped cheese after school today there was a long, awkward pause. "Ummm . . . it was okay. I thought it was a cookie, but then it was just cheese."
Happy Valentine’s Day Ya’ll
