...TTP-169 days to go...

Combo-ing up on the TTP and the confessional aspects of Confessions of the Caffeinated, I have an admission to make.  This morning...yes, this very one...I did not make breakfast.   I did not pull out the mixing bowls.  I did not heat up a pan.  I did not turn on the oven.  Oh no, readers...I did none of the above.  Instead, I  poured the two of some cereal...turned on the morning cartoons...and chilled with my Mister Man while we filled up our pieholes with crunchy cereal goodness.  And you know what?  That casual kitchen-free morning was worth being thankful for.  

My thanks of the day finds a worthy character in the teaching assistant who went above and beyond today in helping my son through an incredibly difficult school day.  After a bitter start to the morning courtesy of more bullying on the bus, she was able to reassure him enough to get him through the rest of the day without to much fear.

As for something about myself to be thankful for?  For tonight, it is simply this.  I'm thankful that no matter how tired I may have been after work, I was somehow able to tap into a second wind of sorts and hit up the playground for a wild rumpus with Mister Man!