So this morning I loaded up the kids (minus one, plus three friends) into the van and drove them to the park to burn off some energy. And I was feeling pretty darn wretched, thank you very much. Having a nice little pity party all by my own self.
And then this song came on the radio:
And all the kids in the back started singing along.
And I remembered that I love my life. And my two year old. And yes, my laundry.