It means that you sleep through your kids' morning Valentine's celebration.
Wait, I take that back.
You wake up at 2:00 a.m. to dig through holiday tubs in the freezing cold garage to find the Valentine's Day mailboxes and put treats inside.
After that, you crash on the couch.
When you hear your excited children race downstairs, you briefly wake up and mumble to your husband, "get the camera!"
Heart shaped pancakes for breakfast you ask?
And they survived.
Photos taken by the hubs instead of myself?
Instead, I woke up and realized that it was past 9:00 a.m. I overcame my sense of mom guilt and disappointment of missing the kids open their gifts by realizing that my sweet husband possibly gave me the best Valentine's Day gift ever.
Hope you had a day full of love, kisses, and hugs.