the dancing fool!!!!

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Dropped off the boy at daycare today and he didnt look back. Andy and I stood there almost ready to cry, both of us! and he went to his room and sat in a corner with three other kids and picked up some blocks and started to play. We kept saying bye bye bye. he kept playing and not turning back.
My day went great. Ive still got it. The class went off without a hitch. Students were great and just like it never lapsed.
ANdy and I went out for lunch together. It so brought me back to when we were dating. We used to meet for lunch and when we werent having nooners at his apartment we went for lunch and read all the papers together. We read the papers today. slowly scanning a reading all the articles of interest to the end. No baby yelling no prechewing food or checking for temp!. It was nice. We then went to the house site. We now have a fifty foot square 12 foot deep hole. Yeah its official a house will be there. Andy was so excited that he couldnt keep away. He brought the workers coffee this am, doughnuts, and waters in mid morning. then we brought more coffee and waters later in the day. I know he wants to get in there and help but not this stuff it is now time to turn it over.
I went tot the gym, cleaned a bit. at 3 30 we went back tog et the boy. Yup ther he was all happy thrilled actually. The teacher said he was dancing king all day. ball of energy and friendly not a single tear and her word "a ham". He ran to me and jumped in my arms almost worth the day apart. I love him.
My Allie has mono. I knew something was wrong but she is so fatiqued her bloodwork came back positive. She should be home from school but she wants to go. I am keeping her home tomorrow. She also has a coldsore. It is a big one and she is miserable.
Missi is in good space lately. past three days anyway. Ill take it.
All is well. I am happy. Work was a good idea. Daycare so far a good thing and house in process. a good thing.

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