One of "Those" Days

Ever have one of those days? Today started off OK. Then it was like the house was demon-possessed...I dropped a bottle of lemon juice, the kids dropped/smeared cookie crumbs all over my freshly-mopped kitchen, my daughter started hitting my son and kicking me for no reason (well, I guess the reason was that she needed a nap and wouldn't take one), and my son got very irritable because the poor guy got his 15-month shots this morning. But then my daughter told me I was beautiful (pronounced "bree-ti-ful"), and all is right with the world. As my Grandma used to say, "God bless the children."