I love that perfect kind of day. You know, the kind that produces giggling, pillow fights, eating cookie dough out of a mixing bowl. Snuzzling noses with my scruffy faced husband, and braiding my daughters hair just so it will be crimpy a few hours later. Sipping British tea all day, courtesy my friend Vicki... and slurping Root Beer floats after dinner. Coloring in princess coloring books, making fingerprint ink drawings, painting itty bitty toenails, and then sitting down to watch some more March Madness. Yes. Today was one of those perfect days, and guess what? It isn't over yet.
Feeling happy to be alive, loving my life, loving my family, knowing that tomorrow may not be this kind of perfect... and that's perfectly fine.