It started out as a happy, relaxed post that spiraled into worry so I've put it aside for now because I'm not in the mood to worry. I've spent the morning building train tracks that were later destroyed by dinosaurs and lining up cars to be crushed by monster trucks and racing loaders and playing catch. The joy in these games, the games of little boys, is overwhelming and much preferred over worry of things I don't know and cannot control.
I'm more well rested today than I've been in a week. I went to bed at a reasonable hour. Oscar stayed in his own bed. Nelson got up with Miles. I had time to shower this morning. I'm making a new dish for dinner (Cuban-style beef and rice) and there are two cupcakes left for the boys for snack time this afternoon. We had about five inches of wet, fluffy snow last night and today the sun is shining.
The boys are playing together well. I'm hopeful about naps today. I feel...serene.
It is going to be a good day. I can feel it.