Since Friday, Saturday, and Sunday its just Leah and i while daddy is off working, by the time Monday comes, I'd do anything to go and just get a coffee on my own. (Toddlers are a lot of work man. Even an extremely independant one.) However, after working 40 hours in 3 days, Dad usually...er...always takes Monday's for "recuperating". And i guess he deserves it. But even after the sleeping in, the napping etc. he stays pretty cranky throughout the day. For the most part. In turn, it just makes me grumpy. And as a result to that? A cranky, whiny toddler. We're just a big grump fest over hear on Mondays, yo.
Sunday's I usually do more cleaning than any other day. Monday? You'd never be able to tell. Kinda depressing. Even my house is grumpy. Heh heh
Today, being the nice person that I am i got up, got Leah and myself all dolled up and went out to the library. We let daddy stay home and nap. On our way back home Leah seen the park and splash pad. Then she asked for a "nic nic" (picnic). So once we got home, daddy said we could go and i packed some sandwiches and off we went. We had some serious fun. Still, there were grumpy moments....for everyone.
Today i learned my daughter is a pretty audacious little risk taker. I couldnt believe that she was brave enough to climb this crazy ladder thing at the park. Not one but six times. An eight year old came by and tried it, backed off and said "no way i cant do that" haha. While I was pushing Leah on the swings she blurted out "look I high up. I Peter Pan! Argh, I get you Captain Hook! Sword fight!!" And with that mumble jumble we broke out into an air-sword fight. Good times.
When we were back home we were all b.e.a.t. We had an early dinner and did some chillin' and cuddling on the couch. At 5:30 pm my little Miss Peter Pan fell asleep. Off to a Neverland of her own. Poor girl. She was drained.
And i can't blame her. Mondays? Are hard.
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