Today was a pretty ordinary day. Nothing exceptional happened, that I can think of. We had someone over to play for a while. Fed him lunch. The kids took naps. I engrossed myself in a BBC miniseries (I get so addicted to those things. I'm so shameless.) Then my hubs put the kids to bed alone so I could go and play volleyball.
Some days are just ordinary days. Not bad, not extraordinary. As a parent, I welcome these days. Sometimes it's nice to have a day that's just an ordinary day.
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