A Down Right Good Day

Today was simply a good day. Our morning started early. Matt felt the need to keep reminding me it was morning. I kept reminding him that it was only six o'clock in the morning and I had no plans of moving out of bed until seven. Then came twenty questions or shall I say maybe just the same five questions over and over. I found myself up and brushing my teeth by six thirty. We did not venture outside today. He did not complain about his eyes hurting. I even successfully got him to eat a few bites of his broccoli for dinner, and when it was time for clean up so we could go upstairs for the evening. He started singing and putting away his toys. He even agreed to eye care. I am so grateful for this day....