hearts

All sandwiches should be bite-sized and heart shaped. As Empress of the Kingdom of Cutesville I proclaim it to be so. Do your best.

When I was a wee tot I had a Woodstock Christmas tree ornament. My brother had Snoopy and my sister had... the girl Snoopy. What was her name? Oh that's right, Belle! Thanks Google! Anyway, I always knew that despite species, Woodstock was always top dog. This cake proves it.

Cranberry swirled into a lemony cheesecake of course forms hearts. This dessert is clearly made with love. So much love that I think I'm gonna have to eat a couple pieces so there isn't a love overload in here.

Can I get a hat that looks like me to wear on my head? That's pretty much what this cupcake is doing and it looks pretty fierce. I think I could rock it.

Now that is a proper box of affection.

When you share a love of dinosaurs, you share a love that lasts forever!

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I propose that it always be Valentine's Day in our hearts if not on our calendars. Why should you have to wait until next February to make a cake this lovely?

Silent love ninjas attack in the dark of night!

If hot chocolate really loved me it would be zero calories and never get cold and grow that weird skin over the top. It would also always carry a healthy dose of Rumplemintz in its depths.

Grandma always said that the secret ingredient in her baking was love. Now I know the REAL secret.

Snacktime! Pull up your carpet square for a cookie and some milk while Mrs. Jackson reads us a story. Then we get to take a nap and then recess! Will it ever get better than kindergarten? I need more coloring books in my life.

Let's face it, once you cut into a pie it's just a mess. It's much easier to maintain the aesthetics of a pie if each person has their own.

I've got sugar shock and I haven't even had a bite!

Making someone a sandwich, even as humble and simple as a good ol' pb&j is a real act of love. Just think of all the sandwiches you've eaten; aren't those made by someone especially for you a million times tastier than the ones you've made for yourself?

My world can never have enough pink in it, especially when said pink is expertly piped onto perfect cupcakes.