I don’t know how it happened but today has been a good day! I slept in (and dealt with the consequences of an unattended toddler), I did schoolwork with Elliet and even did the dishes. Got everybody out of the house to go run a few errands with my little sister, Flipper. Had a decent time just riding around with the girls. Every time Flipper got out of the car Ziva said, “Where’s Fipper?” So cute. The kids got their favorite lunch, cheese sticks and icees and now we’re home just hanging out.
Tonight we’re getting fried chicken and watching Toy Story 3.
This is what constitutes a good day for me. How do you measure a good day?