Giddy with Anticipation

In approximately half an hour we will all be leaving the house for someplace other than the pediatrician's. Yes, that's right, C is all better, A is all better, and it looks like I get at least a day of normalcy before someone comes down with something.

After dropping C off at school, where do I go first? Trader Joe's? The big grocery store? The shoe store to get A shoes that actually fit her? The library to return the dreadfully overdue books? Decisions, decisions.

Just the thought of going out into the world is making me positively beam with excitement. Enough so that C even asked "Mommy, was I really good? Cause you look really happy. What did I do that was so good?"