I kind of had one of those days. And "those" kinds of days don't get better with crying toddlers who won't go to sleep. With Chris working late, I was seriously on the verge of tears after 30 straight minutes of whining, crying, bedtime-defying Nico.
But then the bedroom door opened.
I hadn't heard Chris come in but it didn't matter. He got home just in time. He swooped in and worked with Nico until he fell asleep so I could take a break.
I know that Chris had a long, hard day as well so I more than appreciated his help when I needed it. It's good to have a partner who knows my breaking points. And for this, I am thankful.