This one is for some days.

Some days … your head hurts. You may look angry when someone does you a favor and you can’t respond with a smile because it hurts too much. You may have trouble seeing even. You may even accidentally drop a dish while trying to put it in the dishwasher. Oh, how pain in your head can control absolutely everything.

Some days … you immediately allow your little guy to talk you out of grocery shopping (which would have made the most sense) to just sit on the couch and watch a movie. Because, well, your head hurts and that feels much, much easier than the next couple hours of anything else.

Some days … you put much less enthusiasm into giving a voice to all of the characters in Llama Llama Misses Mama, but you still do it because you would give your left pinky to hear the laughter that erupts when you keep saying, “I want meeeeelk!” for the kitty in the book. C’mon, you know you do it, too. Right?

Lest anyone think that some days never exist around here, they do. And everywhere else, in fact. And I guess my point is that they are allowed and sometimes, unavoidable.

I just hope for you, and for me, that these “some days” are very few and far between.