I had to make an unexpected trip into Target yesterday and sat in the car trying to do what I could with myself in the rearview mirror first.
"Ugh. I guess I'm human enough to go in now," I muttered.
"You're always human enough, mom. You're more than human. When you're at your very ugliest -- which is never -- you're still one of the most beautiful ladies there is," said my 10-year-old, ever at the ready with a compliment.
"Aww. Dude. Seriously. What would I do without you?"
"You'd always forget to look at the bright side of life."
And he's exactly right.
I didn't have kids so they could help with the chores (frankly, they suck so bad at chores), I had kids to help me remember life's brightness.