Just keeping it moving. While I smile like a crazy woman.
**Update: Coming home is so cool when my son has the day off. I walked in the door and he is closing oven doors and grabbing a different potholder and starts rattling off the menu for tonight while he picks up a pan and swirls the heating oil around. I dropped my bag on the floor and just thanked him for being there and gave him a big old hug when he set down the pan, like I haven't hugged him since he graduated in February. I love coming home when he has the day off. I finally let go of the tip toe and my son, and he says to me, "No one hugs like Mom."
So, here I am tapping away at the keyboard, catching up on e-mails and he brings me in a glass of wine. He's gonna make some one a great husband/significant other/boyfriend (whatever he wants). I done good on this one...and he's taken it to a level I didn't know existed. What a cool kid. - just bragging away here.