I accidentally woke up forty minutes past my alarm yet somehow still made it to work on time. I'm feeling a little luckier than I normally do and I'm tempted to play the lotto. Dylan was extra cute yesterday when I picked him up from my mom's house and his pleasant attitude carried over to this morning. Even though I was super stressed about having lost precious time by waking up so late, seeing his happy face calmed me down. Dylan has no idea of the impact he can have on me and it makes me nervous for fifteen years from now when he wants to start driving and being a mean teen. For now I'll bask in his happy, curious demeanor while he is still my little big boy that I can carry in my arms.