I will preface this and say it might be due in large part to the eight hours of sleep I got the night before. This is particularly noteworthy since I still woke up at 5:30 am. But this time I was ready for it, sliding easily from my warm covers as opposed to the usual feeling of peeling myself off my mattress.
But there I was, skipping out to Sylvia's car just before 6am, home an hour and a half later, breakfast cooked, kids out the door, laundry washed, a Costco trip (churros!), home again for lunch and then volunteering in Donovan's class for a couple hours. Then, while dinner cooked I reorganized my closet and finished the laundry.
After dinner, with it being our Monday "Family Night" I declared it was time for games. Usually Gemma takes a passive role, scooping up whatever discarded tiles/cards/miscellanea we aren't using. But Monday was her night. After our first round of Zingo (a must-have game for the under 8 set), I realized she might actually be able to play. So I quizzed her on the pictures and turned her loose.
I also need to give Ainsleigh and Donovan major props. They are so dang fantastic with Gemma. They love seeing her succeed and win even more than winning themselves (well, most of the time). A part of me wonders if we're setting Gemma up for disappointment later on in life when she realizes the world does not, in fact, revolve around her. But we'll worry about that when we get there, I guess.
So there we were, playing Zingo, Gemma going berserk as she would shout out the pictures she recognized. Joel took a video that maybe only grandparents and some family will find particularly entertaining. But if you've ever happened to meet Gemma, this will be a nice contrast to her usual reserved nature. I hope it's big enough that you can actually see the pictures I'm pointing to (Joel edited it to remove a bunch of my "what's that").
It was just one of those days that, at the end, I thought, "Not too shabby, Mrs. Hill. Not too shabby."