On the first Monday in February, she kept it effortlessly cool in olive green pants, a black henley layered under a black cardigan, and her trusty black slip-ons—the easiest choice for her still-recovering ankle. Her go-to gold jewelry added just a hint of polish, because even on the most casual days, she wasn’t about to abandon her signature touch. It was supposedly one of the warmest days of the year so far, though the sun stubbornly refused to make an appearance. The morning was spent at cowork/daycare, but by afternoon, she and Miles were cozied up at home, deep in the world of trains and their newest obsession—a magic coloring mat that used water, not markers, meaning Miles could go wild with creativity while she enjoyed the rare bliss of zero cleanup.