I had a frustrating day at work today, and was pretty tired when I got home. Pumpkin was home with my Mom, because she'd come down with a tummy bug Sunday night. I got out of my car and heard Pumpkin running around giggling in the backyard, saying "BUH-bbles! BUH-bbles!" My Mom had set up the bubble machine that Pumpkin's aunt gave her for her first birthday. It was producing heaps of bubbles, and Pumpkin was running around chasing the bubbles, having a blast. This picture is from an earlier bubble-fest, so the outfit was different, but the idea was the same:
After dinner, Hubby and I went out for a walk with Pumpkin, as we usually do. She usually gets out of her stroller when we cross the last street before our house, and she walks the rest of the way home. She has this half run-half walk that she does, which gives her a cute, bouncing gait. She caught up with Hubby, and reached her hand up to hold his hand. I hung back, watching Hubby and our cute little bouncing girl walk home ahead of me.
So I'll go off to bed tonight in a much better mood than I was in when I got home. Maybe Pumpkin will even let me have a decent stretch of sleep, to complete the cure.