I was up a lot of the night with the baby, who has a cold. There was a moment this morning where I really felt like I could be cranky all day. But I chose different.

So I cranked some Forrest Frank and danced in the kitchen with the kids at 7am. We made Mickey Mouse shaped pancakes for breakfast. And I reminded myself that being tired isn’t the same thing as being cranky, and moment to moment I can always choose a happier mood.