Good Days

Sunday was one of those days when I climbed into bed at the end of the day and thought, "Today was a good day."  Picturesque even.  As I watched Dax and the kids walk out in the yard to water the pine tree, Kyra on Dax's shoulders and Hayden right beside him, I thought about how good my life really is.  We spent the evening reading to Hayden from the Friend magazine, playing hide-and-seek, and having raspberry milkshakes.  It feels like it has been forever since we've just relaxed as a family.  Always somewhere to go and something to get done.  I'm determined to carve out more time for our family to just 'be.'  Those are some of the best days.