Day in and day out it's the same thing around here. Breakfast, playtime, cleaning, dishes, laundry, lunch, naps/cleaning, dinner, playtime, baths, bedtime. And it's not always filled with pleasure. And then...in an instant...it's all worth it. Because I was there when my child wrote his first word. Thanking you, Cory, for working your butt off so I can be here. Today, I don't even mind the laundry.