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Little bit of bliss

Thank whatever higher being you believe in for those moments that make all the tantrums and whining and lunch-packing (yes, I hate it) completely and perfectly worth it.

This morning, for the first time, my daughter got dressed all by herself. When she flung open her door (she needed "pwivacy") with her loudest Ta-Da!, I nearly peed. Everything was backward, right down to her socks and underwear, and she could not have been prouder. Seriously, she was practically vibrating.

That was all I needed for the rest of the day. Did you get to have a little bit of bliss recently? Tell me, tell me!