As far as I was concerned, last night was a perfectly pleasant night. I left work and went to the gym, got a great workout, but left Jason Bourne (Bourne Supremacy) in a dangerous spot.
I showered, felt cool and refreshed, got an iced mocha (I forgot the decaf part) and headed to get the girls. Since my gym has a location in the same complex as daycare, it was a very quick routine. We got in the car and decided on pancakes for dinner.

After collecting Jay from work, we had a great drive home. 128 was terrible (as it always is around Boston), but other than that, a smooth ride. Jay had even called United to make a note that Soleil’s name was cut short on her ticket (it only has So on the ticket…can’t change the name on a ticket, but they can make a note. I hope security doesn’t have a fit).

We let the girls play outside while Jay cooked and I packed the girls’ clothes. I overpacked. I always overpack the girls’ stuff. They have so many cute clothes to wear!
They asked to eat outside, so we said sure!

They ate on the kid table outside while Jay and I enjoyed a quiet, adult meal. Afterwards, they ran around until they called me, both with bright eyes and smiles. They had found a baby butterfly. I came out.

On the playset was a small caterpillar. He was moving all around and the girls were watching his every move.

“Isn’t he beautiful, Luna?” asked Soleil
“Yes, and he will be a butterfly someday!” smiled Luna
“He will build a chrysalis and turn into a butterfly!” squealed Soleil

Then it was time to come in and get ready to bed. I had a meeting at temple to go to, and I heard the rest of the night did not go so well.

But for me? the night was perfect.