Today I am.
Last night I grabbed coffee with a friend and got groceries. I desperately needed to get out if the house as I've been cooped up here all week excluding one doctors visit on Tuesday. Trae was begging to come with, and I promised to bring him chocolate milk.
>>>>>>>>fast forward to this morning.
He did his usual run down of where everyone went and then asked for breakfast. I got him shredded wheat, and then said "guess what mommy got you...?" He sat back in his chair, trying to peer around the door of the refrigerator and waited. I held the milk up, and he got this adorable expression on his face like "my mom remembered!" and smiled just like his daddy. So my day just got better.