Griffin has decided to turn into my daily affirmation guru. Everyday, since New Year's day, he wakes up with a resounding, "Mommy! Today is a new day!"
This morning at breakfast he continued to proclaim, "Today is a new day! It is a beautiful day outside, Mom." (Mom? Mom? What happened to Mommy?) (And "beautiful"? The sky is gray and everything is brown right now, it is Kansas in January after all.) (Speaking of which, where the hell is my snow? I want snow. It is January. Give me snow.) "Look at all the beautiful plants, Mom. It's gonna be a great day!"
With a kid like this, I don't need no stinking Stuart Smalley.