The Bear, Monkey and I had MOPS this morning. I LOVE MOPS. An hour and a half of grown up talk, yummy food, a craft and 3 grandma types down the hall with the kiddos (the itty bitties stay with the mommies). Does this not sound heavenly?

As we were walking out, one of the grandmas stopped me to tell me how great The Bear was. It was random and for no real reason. She just wanted to tell me he was a happy, well adjusted kid. She said he had the perfect balance of being able to play with others and standing up for himself.

It was one of the best compliments I could get as a mom. What's the best thing someone could tell a mom?