It was one of those days.
A perfect day.
One of those lovely, happy days.
Those kinds of days where I just open the windows and let the
spring air flow in my house.
One of those ones.
One of those days where I lay on my bed
(while other three children
miraculously are napping...at the same time)
and nursed my adorable 6 month old blob of love while the mulberry tree (sparrows nest included)out my window rustled in the wind.
One of those days that reminded me of happy times.
One of those days that created another happy memory,
kinda like last night when
Mr. Nielson and I went to yoga together and I just melted with love for him.
He was so cute doing the poses and
winking at me in downward dog.
Look at this picture.
I even have freakin pony tails. Hot dog! That has never happened to me-seriously.
One perfect day down, millions more to go.