It's been a good day.
I slept in until almost 8:00.
Tommy and I shared toddler conversation along with eggs and toast this morning.
We watched Sesame Street.
I did a load of laundry and started the dishwasher.
I paid some bills.
I drove up to New Braunfels and spent the later morning and into the afternoon with Paula and Ellen.
I delighted in the company of these two women.
I was seen. I was heard. I was loved on.
I saw them. I heard them. And I loved on them too.
I entertained and played with my son while having adult conversation.
I listened to Tommy's laugh and laughed with him.
I changed a dirty diaper and wiped a snotty nose.
I shared a story and listened to stories.
I ate tomato basil soup and Cesar salad for lunch.
I laughed and I cried.
I am now enjoying the quiet of the afternoon.
I've decided to leave the laundry and the dishes and ironing and just read and rest before I head out again tonight.
It's been a simple yet extraordinary day.
Yes. It's been a good day.