It was a pretty good day. Robin worked out with me this morning, even though her feet hurt. Robin broke one of Billy’s mugs, which we made for him one Father’s Day when the kids were little, and she told him about it herself even though she was terrified to do it. She made up for it by baking a giant chocolate chip cookie. Made fish sticks for dinner before taking Christina to dance. Watched the Yankees lose ANOTHER game tonight. And now I’m ready for bed.
