A direct quote from my Grandmother. Mind you she would say it every single day whether or not it was a happy one, but perhaps that is how she made it through the depression.

Not only did we get to the pumpkin patch (well, not quite a patch but the place that J likes to buy pumpkins) but, J let me leave him at school today. As in drop him off, no waiting by the fence. And on top of that he grabbed his new friends hand and ran and played on the playstructure! I am so happy, it made my week. This means that either I can drop him and head back home or… gasp… Hubby can drop him off and grab his bus and I could… gasp stay in the warmth of my house in my pj’s until I need to pick him up. Or better still I could actually dry my hair with a hair dryer in the morning. Oh happy day indeed.

Now, here are some fun photos to make up for my not so fun post yesterday. … oh blaspheme…. Blogger won’t let me post photos and now Apple is awake. Darn. My migration to my own domain should be ready soon, so hopefully these errors won’t occur anymore. That and no more anon comments.

I will post those photos later though.

“Oh Happy Day!”