A good day

Not every day is a good one.  I don't really have any bad ones.  It's just that some are better than others.  Today was great!  Tony was off of work.  That makes for a better day.  And we had a lot of fun things planned.  Soccer camp, watching the World Cup game at the State Theater, park with friends, beach, family dinner, swimming lessons.  The moment that I consciously thought about how great of a day we were having was when I was pushing Colin on the baby swing and he pointed to the swing next to him and said "mama", meaning that I was to swing next to him, and I swung next to a happy baby with a happy 5 year old running around with his friends and lookin at the blue sky and bay.  I thought, this is living the dream.