A lot of days being a SAHM (stay at home mom or Shit Ass Ho Motherfu**er) are endless, thankless and you don't get finished until bedtime (upon which time your husband suddenly wants your immediate attention).
Yesterday was not one of those days.
With the weather in the 70s and the sun out, I took Rug on the bike trail. She rode her bike and I roller bladed. We saw chipmunks, butterflies, birds, and all kinds of different flowers. She sang me songs she wrote, entitled "Flower Flower" and "She'll be Missed", we found shapes in the clouds, we picked flowers, we played on the swingset and enjoyed each other.
I won't remember all those vacuuming, laundry doing, dusting, dish-washing times. These are the days I will remember!!