Dear Kid,

You get an extra day. Because I “oops-ed” and said that yesterday was Absolutely Incredible Kids Day. The AIKD people were kind enough to point out that I was a day ahead of schedule. So in case (horrors!) you didn’t read about Absolutely Incredible Kids Day yesterday (when it wasn’t), you should read about it today (when it is).

I am also joyfully celebrating Pre-Saint Patrick’s Day (which I can do because apparently I have a hitherto unknown skill called Celebrating Early). Pre-Saint P’s Day means wearing a light shade of green. And drinking green tea. And thinking kind thoughts about Kermit. I know this because I just made it up.

Speaking of things to celebrate joyfully (because celebrating miserably seems just wrong), I went to the gym yesterday (that’s not the part to celebrate). As I was leaving, I noticed a bright light outside. My first thought was ‘Yark! Is there a major storm I don’t know about?’ My second thought was ‘Did they change the lighting in the parking lot?’ My third thought was ‘What should we have for dinner?’

It was at that moment I realized what I was seeing—daylight. As in longer days plus Daylight Saving Time. Actual light from the heavens. The angels sang (to be fair, it might have been a YouTube video). I was so excited I almost rolled around on the ground like a happy puppy. (You’ll be glad to know I restrained myself.)

I love that it stays light longer. I love that it’s still bright when I get home. It makes me feel that all is right with the world and anything is possible.

Love, Mom

P.S. In case you’re wondering, the answer is we had leftovers for dinner.

P.P.S. We think you’re incredible every day. Happy Absolutely Incredible Kids Day anyway.