I have a glass of wine within reach and my comfy pants on.
I want to tell you how even when I am perfectly willing to write today off as rotten, it keeps showing me up.
This morning, though windy cold and black, my bones aching to sleep away the entire day, I notice little things that make it seem not so bad. Like how before he leaves the house at ten after six, Shaune assembles half of Deaglan’s lunch for school so that all I have to do is add fruit and cookies. He brews fresh coffee, gives me half of his vegetable omelette and apologizes for having to leave so early.
And then when I ask the kids to follow me upstairs so I can take a shower, they trail along without resistance and play quietly on my bed. At one point when I peek in on them, I notice Deaglan has Naveen pulled in close beside him, his arm around his shoulders while they watch cartoons.
There are other things too, things I'd like to put just the right words around. Like how Naveen is full of language and ideas and strong, strong opinions about everything. At least a dozen times every day, I scoop him into my arms, cover him up with kisses. He is just perfect. I love two year old people!
I'd tell you too about the love affair I'm having with Netflix lately. How I can't get enough of Mad Men this week but before that it was Damages. And Luther only a few weeks before that.
But it's rare to have such an unexpectedly acceptable day so I’ll just leave it for now. We took these pictures tonight.