what a great day. my wonderful husband let me sleep in. we went to aunt hettie's pool and hung out with the girls. he wore the goggles until they broke. rylee gave him a popsicle. he floated in the pool for 3 straight hours (surrounded by all the girls), didn't get upset when we had to leave and slept for 3 hours when we got home. tonight when we were getting ready for bed, he sat on my lap, looked in my eyes and told me..."momma, i'm happy". i mean, seriously? i could already tell that he had a great day, but for him to tell me he was happy was like music to my ears.