1. The tick we just plucked off of Madalyn's leg about an hour ago.

2. Evan's soccer game that was earlier this evening.

3. Jack's temper at Evan's soccer game- the endless fits over me not letting him play by himself with the umbrella stroller IN THE PARKING LOT. I know. What a cruel mother I am.

4. Jack's love of cars and trains and anything with wheels; how he locates Madalyn's stroller whenever I put it back where it belongs, stuffs it full of his matchbox cars, and strolls around the house that way as frequently as possible.

5. The way Madalyn sighed in the car and told me she missed her husbin yesterday. (I asked who her husband was and she clarified "daddy.")

6. The 3 photo sessions I've completed but not posted yet, and the one I have posted... because I'm a goal-oriented, firstborn perfectionist and don't feel they're complete until they're up... even though nobody cares but me. (Shaun often says, "It must be really rough to be you.") He's right. It is.

7. The way Shaun played with the kids tonight; putting them on his shoulders and letting them tug on his hair to move his arms like the rat in Ratatouille.

8. The four baby squirrels we found in a nest in our shed Easter afternoon.

9. Every detail of HOW WE rescued the squirrels (Shaun and I, that is.) It is SO impressive. You're really missing out here on this one.

10. The rash that turned out to be 100% Guttate Psoriasis. The rash that my doctor says, with most cases of it that he treats, is chronic. And how I wish I'd asked him to DEFINE CHRONIC.