100 happy days. Day 9.

I missed one day because I wrote about it in Russian. A lot! And people liked it. So the happy thing was is writing about that happy thing.

Sometimes I get tired of my kids. But when I see my daughter is helping her little brother to get down the stairs, I melt. And everything was is worth it! (If you say was here, it implies that either your children are finished growing and you are no longer raising them, or that is is no longer worth it).

Well done!