It's a good day when...

...The insurance bill for lots o' cash money was sent to you in error and the lady on the phone says, "just disregard that hon' ".  Sweet.  Almost totally makes up for the "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?!?!?!?!?  IT'S BEEN ALMOST TWO YEARS SINCE I SAW THAT DOCTOR?!"- freak out I had when I first opened it.

...You have a sudden burst of energy to clean and it doesn't make you want to throw yourself down on the floor and scream like your 11 month old.

...Your two year old was a sweet heart at the open gym.  Did not strike anyone, no fits and was the sweet child who was concerned when his friend got hurt and was crying.  Oh yeah... makes a mama proud.

... And seriously, I love this thing.  This Booster Seat which we've dubbed "R's (Thing 1) seat"  just like his big cousin, is so freakin' awesome.  Anything that doesn't slip all over seat and doesn't need belts and stuff AND cleans like a miracle is alright in my book!  Yes friends, there comes a time when you get excited over booster seats.  Like, really excited.  And that might be sad, but it's my reality.

Okay, time to keep knitting.  It's almost my baby's birthday and her sweater isn't knitting itself!