i love doing all the little mom things. like dreaming up a valentine or baking cookies from scratch or planning clothes or stuffing a stocking or gathering treasures for an easter basket...i love it all, every last bit, so. darn. much. everything an expression of the trillion bursts my heart feels with every beat. everything an answer to the questions i am asking every tick of time: how can i love him best? how can i make it special for him? what magic can i make?
they're just some little somethings for our love dove on valentine's day. but also, they're not. you know?
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