Today my kids were near perfect angles. On a Monday. Today was a Monday. It was the first day that my husband had gone back to work after his vacation. I was alone with the kids. On a Monday. For the first time in nine days. And they were perfect. Or near enough for me. I don't suspect I will forget this day for the rest of my life. Seriously.
So what does one do on a perfect day? A day when the kids are totally happy entertaining each other? A day when all they need from you is food, drink, hugs, kisses, smiles, and the occasional diaper change? Let me tell you. One spins. Copiously. Joyously. That is what one does.
First, I started with this:
Did I stop there? At a job well done? No! I did not. Instead, after checking on the kids and changing a diaper, I gathered supplies.
And then! After a brief cat-nap (ten minutes, people - with a toddler hurling legos at me) and dinner, I spun up some of that pink/orange/yellow stuff I dyed the other day.