"MAMA! MAMA!" he squeals as we set his homework on the table.
"What is it son?"
"MAMA! I'M JUST SO EXCITED!!!" he continues.
"What?!" I laugh. "Why, papa?"
"I JUST DON'T KNOW. I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT. BUT I CAN'T STOP SMILING!! WHAT IS IT, MOM?!?"
"I don't know, baby," I say, smiling from the contagion. "Is it because you get to draw?"
"YES!!! YES!!! THAT'S IT, MOM!!! THAT'S WHY THE BUTTERFLIES ARE BACK!!"
[How great would it be to feel that way about work everyday? Well, at least until someone called the men in white coats on you.]