I feel so buried under all the paperwork that I currently have that sometimes it's just good to take a day off from everything... on that thought, I probably take too many days off.
I told myself this afternoon (after failing to find my missing motivation at the bottom of a box of chocolates or my coffee cup) that if I was successful in cleaning my kitchen and making dinner I could call it a good day. When I started cleaning the kitchen and went to get dinner on I discovered that my meat had gone bad. No home cooked meal tonight. |
| climbing the couch |
When Cliff got home we had a relaxing evening just hanging out with the baby. She insisted on wearing her tutu and wings today and Daddy was nice enough to let her keep them on in her jammies until she had to actually climb into bed.
Today, she was a 'barina'. I love her almost words. I forget how much I miss them each time she outgrows another one.
All across the entertainment room she danced, and twirled, and climbed, and jumped. She was in her own little happy place this evening.
She would climb on top of Daddy's back, then would make a frog leap to the couch. Just enough excitement for her and Daddy to giggle; just enough scare to add to my gray hairs.
Then she'd be off running and dancing again before I even had the chance to tell her to cease her daredevil stunts.
I may not of gotten any major accomplishments done today, but I did get reminded of one major accomplishment I already have.
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