Some days are rough.
Some days I seriously wonder why I've chosen to stay home.
Some days I'm tired of the arguing, the laundry, the mess.
Some days I feel like ripping my hair out.
Then I have a day like today.
A good, fairly easy, calm day.
Where the arguments are few, the laundry is tolerable and the mess doesn't bother me.
A day where we can do whatever we want, enjoying the time we get to spend with one another.
Days like today I don't want to forget.
I want to keep them at the forefront of my mind at all times.
Because in the end they make all the rough ones not so bad after all.
I'm linking up here for the last "life made lovely monday".