If I can get Poppy to sleep just as Jack goes down for his nap on a day when there's leftover soup* in the refrigerator and I have a good book to read?
Welcome to my happy place.
Incidentally, I'm about 200 pages in to that book, and I recommend it. There's a lot of information in it, and a lot to think about, but it's not particularly challenging to actually read. This makes it perfect to combat the motherhood brain atrophy that comes with a new baby. It's a thing, as you may remember.
Happy Friday, my lovelies. I hope you get to visit your happy place, too.
* Made, pleasingly, in part with some of the radish greens I diligently blanched and froze in the summer. So satisfying.