All is well

This afternoon's naptime has been a frenzy of activity: nursing, cleaning off the desk, colling playdoh shards, folding laundry, reshelving toys and books, baking wheat muffins, cutting up watermelon and cooking Mexican rice for dinner, and doing dishes (twice). All this while the temperature in the house climbs and the sweat beads on my face. Of course, I failed to mention the best part. Somewhere in between, I managed to weasel the first real laugh out of my daughter. Not just the little heh-heh chuckle we'd been getting, but an actual head-knocked-back laugh, complete with hiccups. All is well...