Today, I dropped my cell phone in the (clean) toilet. I hate when that happens. I had a few other weird things happen that tell me an earlyish night and a brighter tomorrow are in order. Though the kids and I had fun tonight when they got home. I love just snuggling up with them on the sofa and watching a movie. They're really affectionate, and I'm finally not so preoccupied with my own worries and concerns, petty and otherwise, that I can be really present for them these days. I made their favorite meal, and we even got a swim in, showered, and in bed on time. I felt like the best Mom ever. Or, at least AdequateMom. I'll take it.