First, I went to do the last fluoride treatment of the school year - and scored a free toothbrush. Free stuff - not to be sneezed at.
While I was there, Cass's (very lovely and fabulous) teacher came scooting up to me in the hall and let me know that my boy, my just-getting-out-of-first-grade-won't-be-in-second-until-the-fall boy, is reading at a grade 4.5 level. This makes the bookish part of me sing with happiness.
Then I didn't have to get naked at the ladybits doctor. Although having conversations with him while I'm fully clothed and not staring at the ceiling? Really, really strange.
And after some whirlwind working and driving and working again, I came home to both kids riding their two-wheelers, swooping around with abandon in the waning summer light, and then, to top it all off.....Bear made supper.
And dessert was a make-your-own sundae bar. Really, can it get any better than that?
I don't think so.