Today is going to be a good day. A really, really good day. I just have a feeling. Gosh, I feel almost giddy! I think I could even belt out a show tune if I wanted.

Nothing too exciting is on the schedule. Story time at the library this morning. I have to call the plumber because Cory discovered a pinhole-sized leak on the pipe behind our outside spigot. I have to call the extension office about our apparent bat infestation.

You know, it completely rocks having children. Here I have my girl constantly telling me I'm her best friend, wanting to sit on my lap and play computer games, having me print out every single coloring page from the Sesame Street site. And then there's my boy who can't seem to get enough of being in my arms, who thinks it's the funniest thing for me to put a cloth diaper (clean!) on my head, who wants to share his half eaten piece of cantalope with me, and who wants to brush my hair or my teeth or imitate whatever he's just seen me do.

Now, I could be really negative and just whine about how all of those things mean I never have a moment to myself and I'm feeling touched out and and and... And I'm sure I'll be feeling that at some point in the future. But right now I'm just going to soak it all up and feel good.