Let me put this out here very quickly, before a breeze rolls through and everything changes. Today is a day to remember. Today…was a very good day. SOMEONE, and no need to say whom, slept without making a peep for 10 hours. SOMEONE ate all 3 meals without protest, and without letting a drop of food touch the floor. She was earning reward stickers like it was her JOB!

A nap! She took a nap! In her carseat, but who’s splitting that fine hair?! Then she played happily with her toys, ALL BY HERSELF. Just sat on her swing on the back porch with MInnie, allowing Mommy to clean the kitchen. She helped with dinner by gently stacking the cucumbers, softly counting, “1-2-3-4-5-6-9-10”. Sara has a bone to pick with 7 & 8. Somewhat unlike last week’s version of Hell’s Kitchen when she perfectly broke an entire box of linguine and then threw the entire bowl of it over her head and onto the floor.

And now, at this most sweet, quiet moment, Sara is deeply asleep in her bed. After only 35 minutes of trying. Oh Dear God, you exist, and you love us after all. For the first time in weeks, it’s all quiet on the Midwestern front.

She’ll hate me forever for posting this photo, but after many, many minutes spent on “the poppy”, Sara washes her hands: