Good Always Comes From Bad

So.....one of the reasons I drove home from Boise yesterday (instead of staying one more day and recovering) was because Halle had a class party. She was supposed to wear her pj's and bring a blanket and a pillow. I reminded her last night to find her sweat pants to wear, but when she came up in the morning fully dressed I completely forgot. Yes, I am crazy.

So Halle went to school without her party stuff and when she got home I asked if she had felt bad that she had forgotten her stuff. She said, "No not really cuz Mrs. Ball always says good always comes from bad. And when we had to clean up all our stuff the good came cuz I didn't have to clean up anything."

She's a girl after my own heart.