Monday was a bad day. All of us were sick, tired, and very cranky. I had piano lessons, needed to babysit for a friend, and was in desperate need of a RX at the doctor. After a really yucky lunch I called Seth in tears and said I needed him to come and help me. Like a knight in shining armor, he showed up 30 minutes later. He put Charlotte down for a nap, played with Isaiah while I went to the doctor, helped me babysit, made my favorite dinner of mashed potatoes and chicken, and put the kids to bed while I napped on the couch. Ah, what a fabulous husband.