I'll explain this picture in a moment. Just know it definitely makes me wish I'd brought the real thing instead of my phone. Stinky is the joyful green blur in the middle of the picture.
We've started a new dinner time tradition in our house. Each of us shares the worst and best parts of our day,and sometimes we talk about what happened, other times it's just fun to share. We invite dinner guests to share this with us, and I hope it doesn't make them feel awkward. I know it's not a tradition that's unique to our family, but it's a nice way to start winding down the day, and to hear other family members' perspectives.
An unexpected bonus of this nightly tradition is that when I look back at the end of the day to find what the worst part of it was, it's rarely as bad as I felt like it was in the moment. That perspective has helped me in the moment, as well, to remember that most frustrations will feel like nothing at all by day's end.
*We attended a play directed by our high school drama teacher (different high school now). At one point, the audience gets to come dance on stage. Stinky was in heaven. His best that night was "dancing on stage." Worst was "when I had to get off stage." Look out world.