today

Today was a good day. It wasn't a perfect day but it was a good one. Jem still struggled with his attitude. Truett didn't obey the first time or the second time or the third time. Caia is pushing some teeth and not sleeping well. And I still got frustrated by Jem's inconsistency with being able to buckle his own seat belt. So yeah, not perfect.
But there was that stretch of 15 minutes when Jem came downstairs from his nap and found me watching Chopped on the couch, because where else would I be, and he curled up next to me and we watched together. And there was that moment during breakfast when Tru just looked at me with that little smirk he has and I felt overwhelmed by how much I love him. There was the moment when Jem told me he had learned how to read and proceeded to read a book to me that he has memorized, checking with me every few pages to make sure he hadn't missed a word. And there was the excitement in Tru's voice when I arrived at preschool to pick him up. Add in a little girl who is standing next to my chair, clutching her monkey with the pink bow and staring up at me, and how could it not be a good day?

picture from: shirtoid.com