This is my annual love letter to our Valentine child, born near midnight on her due date, during a snowstorm (yes, we made it to the hospital in time). Yesterday I made strawberry trifle to celebrate from afar, that being her most favorite cake request over the years. The last time I made it for her in person was nine years ago …
I’m thinking we’ll need to head to St Louis next year to make her another trifle and "40" cookies!
Meantime, Don and I do also celebrate Valentines Day, making each other cards and planning to get Detroit-style pizza delivered for dinner …
after which we'll call Meliss to wish her a happy birthday and finish off what's left of the trifle (because we might have already had some for breakfast).
