A rip-roarin' good time

I wanted this year to be special, and different. My husband and I compete with the holidays for our birthdays, Capricorns we are.

Armed with Pioneer Woman's Best Chocolate Sheet Cake. Ever. I determined to show sweet Christopher exactly how much he's adored.



Of course, that meant Colton, our chef-bound 8 year old had to stick his hand in the mix. No, not literally. He simply recalled Carrot Cake as one of Daddy's favorites, or was it the Duncan Hines box tempting him from the pantry.

Anyway, cream cheese frosting has to be made from scratch, so we whipped that baby up.



Cherry dessert is all Grandma's, my favorite tradition passed down through our family. And not just because it's incredible for breakfast, with whipped cream.

Presents were handmade, per usual, the meaningful kind.



Next year will be better though, I insist that it's true. Because every second I spend as my husband's loved wife, makes me need to say louder,

"Honey, OUR LIVES ARE BEST SPENT LOVING YOU."