To say I could care less about Valentine's Day is the understatement of the century. I actually think it's a mean holiday. Those who have sweeties can celebrate their love any old time. Those who don't are discriminated against. But let's face it, the perceived isolation of the average non-partnered (from hearts and roses, sexy lingerie and passion) is entirely fabricated - as is the greeting card occasion. Note: Jewels are exempt from my contempt. :-)
May I recommend that you never dine out on VDay? The food is invariably crappy and the service rushed.
Wow, I'm just a wealth of romance in this post.
But moving on, when you have a young'un, Valentine's is important. You gotta get the cards (one for every kid in the class). You gotta come up with something pink and sweet.
These are the yellow cupcakes with buttercream(cheese) icing, made one week after the "naked" batch. In pink!
By the time you read this, I will have served them at my latest dinner party.