29 Days of Thankful, 1 Day of Miracles

November 1st arrived and my Facebook exploded with a daily list of thanks.  Maybe I just have awesome friends but I appreciate the sincerity; some were funny, some were heartwarming, but all meant what they said and all were positive.

We are doing 30 Days of Thankful in our own quiet way here. Every morning over a spread of cheerios and cafecito, I ask June Bug what's he's thankful for and everyday he says "elefantes".  I did get a few "baby Lady Bugs" and once, just once I got "mama". I'll take it, 1/30 days is good enough for me--assuming tomorrow we're still thankful for elefantes and only elefantes.

This year more than ever, I have a lot to be thankful for and I could easily have filled 300 days just being grateful for the many ways my family and friends complete my life. But I took 29 days of November and made sure to write them down. Why 29?  Because there was 1 day that I dedicated my thanks to one single thing. A day where I was so thankful I actually cried with joy.
A day where this happened:

The toddler nap.    This day was dedicated to giving thanks for sleep.
I haven't seen this in at least 8 weeks, maybe even 12 weeks. I was so stunned I risked waking him up so I could document it. Stupid, I know. But Daddy Bug wouldn't have believed it otherwise. As a result I had one happy, fun and AGREEABLE toddler for the rest of the day; a day where terrible two's was a myth.
It was beautiful.