How is it that the minutae of life can bring so much satisfaction?
In the past 2 days I have cleaned by dishwasher (why is that necessary?), my microwave, my sink, my oven and drumroll please. . . . my refrigerator. Oh my, I keep catching myself opening all of the doors to look inside. Earlier I caught myself staring at my reflection on the oven door. I'll just come out and say it- A clean kitchen is sexy!
postscript: You might wonder, where are the older 2 kids? I honestly can't remember.