Sunday was a good day.
As usual I worked 5am to 3pm.
But I had plans for the evening!
After work I stopped at my daughter's house to pick up the grandson for a visit. I've missed him. Since she's been off work I haven't gotten to see him much.
I was figuring how to spend time with him, get housework caught up and do some book work for the restaurant.
I got home. And a miracle had happened while I was gone.
Hubby dear had cleaned the kitchen. Crushed the soda cans. Made the bed. Gathered and took out the trash.
And? Did laundry.
He's always been good about running the washer and dryer. But this time, he folded the clothes!
I almost fainted.
But I had a grandson to enjoy.
And we had a good time. He likes to play First Words Deluxe on my iPod. He can sit forever and spell.
We play with his toys, we watched Nick Jr., and we made brownies.
He's on an eating strike just now, so after dinner he munched on Chex.
He played ball with the dog and chased the cats.
I need more days like this.