I Guess Yesterday Wasn't That Bad

When I crawled into bed last night after my day from hell, I was reminded that even on crap days, there's always something good waiting for you somewhere. I took a picture.

Question: Why haven't I thrown myself down a flight of stairs yet?
Answer: Every night, I sleep next to that smooshed up baby face.

Oh yeah, and I keep cheap wine in the house, but that's not as touching.