And to you, working mothers of the world. Today, I worked a day shift. As in 7-3:30. For a girl who's used to working the evening shift (3-11:30), it's quite a change. I also re-discovered why I enjoy working the evening shift...it means I get to spend the "best part" of the every day with my kids! You know, the part of the day in which kids are fresh, well rested, willing to cooperate? I picked up the kids from daycare and proceeded to have a Babe that cried on and off (mostly off) and threw a fit walking out of the store (actually, she scooted out on her knees, to the enjoyment of many customers and the dismay of her mother) and insisted over and over and over again (really, really loudly with lot's of tears and probably some boogers, too) that "I need me, mom!!!" while I was trying to make supper. Top that with the fact that spring really has decided to spring and pollen is partying it up in the air which leaves me sneezing (843,925 times a day) and ...