Someone has had a good day. A very good day.
She got up early this morning and wasn't late picking up her friend for school.
When two of her friends got into an argument, for once, she didn't get involved but asked them to stop.
She finished all her homework in school!
And when I picked her up from school, she overheard another mother tell me what a "pleasant, happy girl" my daughter is.
She was skipping the whole way home.
From our neighbor downstairs she got a jar of homemade jam, which she was allowed to eat for dinner with her favorite bread and butter.
She is immensely pleased with herself and her day. And since those days don't happen very
often, so am I!