April 13th, your husbands birthday! You were so, so excited! He..wasn’t. He found birthdays to be trivial..he hadn’t ever really celebrated growing up, so he always told you not to get him anything. Though..he didn’t tell you not to do anything special for him! He went to his study to work..the usual day for him. You of course got straight to work. You spent all morning baking, and making a cake. You thought you had more beets than you did..so the icing turned out pink instead of the red you tried to make it…but that was fine! He’d like it..hopefully. You were pretty clumsy, so you got a maid to help carry the cake and glass of his favorite wine you were surprising him with “Are you sure Mr. Jefferson will like..the color?” the maid asks, looking between you and your slightly messy pink cake. You two were outside of Thomas’ study. You were pretty sure he wouldn’t mind the color..because you had made it! He should appreciate everything you make..pink or not