We had the most “perfect day” on Sunday.

It might not sound like much, but it was one of those days where everything felt easy. The weather was perfect, warm and sunny but not hot. Time went by at just the right pace, no dragging and no rushing. And Baby R had nice long naps that let us coast easily to bedtime.

We went on a family walk to Cindy’s sister and her sister’s husband’s place. Hung out on their patio, soaking in some sun, and eating cantaloupe.

We ate some McDonald’s for lunch and didn’t feel guilty about it.

Baby R played with her toys for like 40 minutes without whining.

The three of us met up with another family at a park in Beverly Hills and walked around.

It was a perfect day.