I spent six hours at the park with my son and some friends, shared a steak with my son at a stop on the way home, bathed my son, put him in bed, bathed myself, put myself in bed, woke up and watched Beyonce's halftime show via a Twitter link on my iPhone and went back to sleep. I heard the football game was good, but did not see a second of it snd it was glorious. My hubby hosted a watch party for at risk youth with the chirch on the east side. Some days I complain about his charity work. Not yesterday though. My day was full of four year old cheeks, silence and sleep. It was perfect.