February 17

Mercifully, today was a better day. (It's also a Friday, which almost never hurts.) I had some solo time to decompress this morning before I picked up the kiddos up from school (since it was a minimum day, which is better known as a half day by people back home), and then we all (including Adam, who worked from home) converged at Mountain Mike's for pizza.

As we finished up, Brady abruptly jumped up from the table and started to dance. I'm not really sure what compelled his moves, given that there wasn't any music and we hadn't been talking about booty-shaking, but he did it nonetheless. And as usual, it reminded me of Logan and his carefree spirit.

It's a blessing to be on the receiving end of fun little blessings.