I had a bad day today. I don't often have bad days at work, but when I do they are really tough. A few things about our house has come to light---and that wasn't good news either. All of this wrapped together put me past the breaking point. I picked up the kids from daycare and felt a little better. The kids always make me see the bright side of things. When I came home, I was telling Kyle about my day while the kids were eating dinner. I was crying, and at one point really broke down. Cameron came over and hugged me, took my face in his hands, and said, "are you sad, Mom?" (He has recently taken to calling us "Mom" and "Dad". I don't know where this little 6 year old came from!) He then took a quarter of his grilled cheese sandwich and gave it to me to make me feel better. The love of a child makes everything else disappear.