Dear Diary...

Today was a much better day.

Bailey slept until 4:30am. She did wake up Reagan with her and Reagan refused to go back to sleep, but at least we made it to 4:30. Today was a good day.

I only got puked on at my shoulder and in my hair. I didn't have to change my whole outfit and the puke in the hair just acted as styling gel (There was a time when that statement would have made me throw up in my mouth. My how times have changed). Today was a good day.

I got the kids to school before Reagan's lunch started. So what if it was way after breakfast and she had a fit because she didn't get her lemon poppy seed muffin and she missed half her classes. Today was a good day.

I did laundry yesterday so Reagan had a clean uniform to wear. So what if by the time she got there her face was covered in snot and she had wiped it in her hair (oh the curse of the allergy season). At least her uniform was presentable. Today was a good day.

I even managed to get a few hours of sleep last night. We'll overlook the fact that I was still so tired I walked out of the daycare wearing the blue surgical booties required to walk into the infant room. I think the booties will make great dress up items for Reagan later. Today was a good day.

I even got a shower today. Yes I had to share it with Reagan because she was running around outside and looked like she had been painted head to toe in yellow paint and was coughing from inhaling so much pollen. Today was still a good day.

Most importantly my dear husband came home today. It doesn't matter what else happened today. Today was a GREAT day!!!