The title of this post was taken from the song Ordinary Day by Vanessa Carlton.
Running from the school to the car Mason yells...
"Mom, last one to the car is a stinky shoe!"
"Sweetie, mom has a headache and doesn't feel like running to the car."
Mason slows down and walks ever so slightly behind me.
"Mason, you can go ahead hun."
He stops to look up at me.
"Don't worry, I'll be the stinky shoe today."
I'm certain I could not ask for a more precious six year old.