Hello Monday!

 Some Monday mornings one can not decide if they are happy or sad that the weekend is over. I was fixing breakfast and Lydia was getting dressed since I heard crying I went to see what was up. Walked to the bottom of the steps to see the little girl laying in the hallway crying/laughing while doing some self talking.

"Dad days are over" (insert tears).
"But I play with Lauren and Miss. Erica today" (insert giggles).
"My cousins are coming". (insert giggles).
"New Gramma is coming" (insert giggles).
"Mom teaches today" (insert tears).
And on and on and on this went for quite awhile. But to be honest, on Monday mornings I feel sad too!