It was the Monday after a weekend that allowed us to see both sets of grandparents. The kiddos were so excited!
It was the Monday after a time change weekend.
It was the Monday after a weekend of seeing both sets of grandparents in two days with a time change thrown in the mix.
It was the Monday of reclaiming the house and laundry after going through clothing totes for cool weather clothes, a trip to see both sets of grandparents, a time change and a potty training two year old.
It was the Monday of giggling with my three oldest girls.
It was the Monday of cuddling with an over-exhausting baby who just did not want to take a much needed nap.
It was the Monday of a two year old whose body demanded an early bedtime before one more meltdown happened. Girlie was sooo exhausted!
It was the Monday of sharing the latest Biggest Loser elimination with my son.
It was the Monday of listening to my husband and our six- year old discuss what “baptist” means.
It was a Monday. Rough at moments? Yes. Fun? Yes.
And I choose it. I choose this Monday and the next. I choose every precious moment that I spend with my kiddos. Every. precious. moment.