Gotten myself & baby ready for work.
Fed my son breakfast.
Backed the car crookedly in the driveway, sticking it deep into the five-foot snowbank on the side of the driveway.
Frustrated my husband ever-so-slightly by insisting that the car slid and the stickage was not entirely my fault.
Apologized to said husband.
Worked at camp for an hour or so.
Fed my son a snack.
Cleaned yogurt from my son's face, hair, hands, and sleeves.
Cleaned a booger off of my son's coat hood.
Fallen flat on my bahootie outside the office door.
So. I hope everyone else is having a more fun, glamorous day than I am.
I'm off to drink some hot coffee and have some much-needed prayer time. :)