"Hasn’t this been just the bestest day?"
                                --John, age 3

It’s a special time
for just the two of us, Lord.
Private victories
the world need never know.
Together,
we bask in our self-satisfaction,
in the smug rapture
spawned from fruition
of a significant event.
Thus, here we are—
with burgers and fries,
playground sand in our shoes,
a stack of library books,
three favorite videos,
two bags of M&Ms,
and a list of other sybaritic delights
in which we plan to indulge ourselves.
Today we are enjoying life to its fullest,
honoring its richness,
commemorating several of its finest hours.
It’s a mother-child moment
to remember forever
in our cherished mental scrapbook of life.

From A New Mother's Thoughts (Pocket Books, 1989).
Used with permission.