Yesterday was a good day.
I felt like a good wife and mother.
Which seems like a rare thing lately.
Vacuumed (the roomba did).
Baked cupcakes with Benson.
Let Casey golf.
Road my bike 10 miles.
Got heat exhaustion from riding.
Went to a church activity.
Rocked the babies to sleep.
Didn't complain about Casey playing soccer in the wee hours of the night.
I love days like yesterday.
They give me hope that, maybe after all, I could be a good wife and mother.
And I think it gave Casey that same hope, which he could probably use a lot of.