Monday's are the Best Days

Across the board, Monday's suck. It's stated on countless coffee mugs, t-shirts and posters in 300 different languages. You have to leave your peeps and get back to the rat race. No more lounging about binge watching "Game of Thrones" (I know, 2011 called me - we'll get to it), kite flying at Wash Park and testing a flight of craft beers from Homegrown Tap & Dough.

Well.... At our house Mondays are the best days of the week for me and Rue!!!! Mr Storey goes back to school. Story was raised by me but to the laymen he behaves as if he was raised by wolves. He has a tendency to be disruptive. Like all the time. He is on the go constantly and into anything that's not gated off or nailed down. At a safety gate he will stand and whine and throw the heaviest toys over just to hear them land with a BaNg and then wonder why they are so far away. He is extremely oral so everything from Mom's tooth brush to a book to a plastic dinosaur is soaking wet and mangled. A new fun thing while eating snacks such as carrot sticks are to take them, throw them to the ground and then eat off the ground. Why? Who knows? But let me tell you: Mon-Fri I'm not going to worry about it.

We'll get it. I have no doubt. Swimming lessons and Hippo therapy are on the horizon so that will chop up our weekend days. Plus, in a minute the pool with be open and we can terrorize everyone there instead. Until then, Storey steers the ship and that's ok. He is so happy and when you take a deep breath and take it slow he's a fabulous and fearless leader.

Please don't think that this Monday post, posted on Tuesday, it lost on me. I love my life!!!