I Love . . .

 . . . that my nice dad is waiting in the *@%*&* preschool line for me this afternoon so I can take the girls to swimming lessons and still have a shot at getting into a morning class for Jemma next year.

 . . . the moment every other Tuesday (meaning, today) when I walk back in the door after picking Jemma up from school and - for one second, before she sets a slushy boot on the slate steps - the whole house is perfectly clean.

 . . . my official January detox drink, Metromint water.

. . . how, when Annie draws herself and someone else in a picture, she connects the two people with a giant heart: