Brandy (my beloved Brandy) posted on her blog today about how her day was the greatest (in classic “state your thesis and give 5 supporting sentences” format), and ended with the question, “Was your day the greatest?”, and when I read that I just laughed. Today was so run around, rush around crazy that no, it wasn’t the greatest.
And then I thought about it.
Today I got to take B to the airport and kiss him before he left for a couple of days.
I got to see the adoration in Z and Tiny’s eyes as they said goodbye, and the matching adoration in his.
I got to spend time with my Daddy, helping uncover hidden treasures in his house.
I got to see my Grandma’s handwriting again.
I got to talk to my sister on the phone.
I got to spend time with my wonderful childhood friend, who I am SO blessed to have in my life again.
I got to watch our girls play together.
I got to watch our (smaller) girls trying to walk and sign and talk together.
I got to put together ridiculously small (and cute!) gingerbread houses.
I had a grilled turkey and cheese sandwich for dinner.
I got to watch amazing dancing tonight.
It has been a really great day.
Thanks Brandy, for reminding me.