::On Monday, it was a bitterly cold morning, -10.5 to be exact, the kind of cold that freezes your nostrils together and takes your breath away when you step outside. ::On Monday J was traveling, so I got to take an extra day off of work to take care of things at home, it was a good thing.
:: On Monday there was lots of crying in the morning by the littlest which made getting ready for two buses a real chore.
:: On Monday, I had some time to sweat through a great kick boxing class.
:: On Monday, I had a special lunch date with the littlest after preschool at the local coffee shop. He picked a cranberry muffin and a strawberry milk. I picked a curry chicken sandwich on homemade whole wheat bread. We ate and I read him some books I brought from home.
::On Monday, We sat by the stove (which was cranked up almost to the max) and played animals all afternoon
:: On Monday, Liana came over in the afternoon and played games with B and L while I made fish for dinner
::On Monday, the time between the morning and afternoon buses seemed to go by so quickly.
:: On Monday, Breanna got home and watched her Thomas.
::On Monday, Trevor got a ride to swimming lessons. I love that we're old enough for carpooling now (I just read that ages 8-12 were considered "tweens" Really? I have a tweenager?!?)
::On Monday, I felt like I had the strength to be a good Mom and handle whatever came my way,
On Monday, my heart felt happy and full.
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