It was a mostly cloudy, sometimes rainy kind of day. But, every now and then, the sun would peek through for a bit.
It was kind of the best of all worlds, really. At least, as far as I'm concerned. I love the rain. Especially, when it's warm (which it was today). But, I'm realizing more and more all the time, my mood has a serious dependency on sun. There go my dreams of ever living in Seattle...
Today was just an all around good day.
I was productive and happy. I handled Baby B's tantrums (not nearly as frequent as they used to be) in a calm and loving way. I loved and appreciated my children. I loved and appreciated HH. I even had a very candid chat with him about somethings that are difficult for me to talk about. Easier with him than the therapist, though.
And then we had a moment of hilarity involving a bare-bottomed Baby B casually chatting away about peeing in his diaper, a potential rash in private places--all because of poops, the need for a new diaper, the possibility of potty training tomorrow (don't hold your breath), and how difficult it can be to get a new diaper out of the package when it's a new one and they are all wedged in there so tightly. HH maintained his respect and dignity and helped him out.
I laughed hysterically the entire time.
Today was a good day.
And now, I'm being responsible and going to bed early. Good night.