And then, this happened:
And this. Oh, I love this.
So there was all that, and suddenly, it wasn't so ordinary. Sure, it was ordinary in the way that it was something moms and children were doing all over the world right at that same moment - lying around the house watching cartoon shows - but absolutely unordinary in the way that means "of no special quality". Because can it be any more special than this?
Nope. I think not.
(I know. Anderson's half naked. You're shocked, I presume, to see that one of my children is without full attire. There had been a grape jelly showdown and grape jelly emerged victorious, and seriously, three shirts a day per kid is about my limit.)