Mondays

I enjoy staying up late. I do, really. This is the only time when it (usually) is just me, and I can do whatever I want. I don't have to make sure that my husband is taken care of. I don't have to make sure that my daughter needs something. It's just me and a can of Coca-Cola. This is the time when I reflect on the day. I think about pretty much everything. I think about what I did, what I could have done, and what I should have done differently.

Random thoughts: my house is a mess, I need to do dishes, I need to think of something to make for dinner tomorrow, what am I going to do with the girls tomorrow?

That's right. I said girls, as in plural! I watch my nieces during the week.

The oldest is Kaitlin, and she's 4. She is amazing! She loves to color, watch movies (I'm pretty selective about what I let her watch), cook, and clean. She helps me out a lot!

Her sister, Megan, is 8 months old. She's not quite crawling yet, but I can see that she's on the cusp of it. She hates it when I walk away from her. I can't even go to the bathroom for 5 seconds without her crying.

Emily and Megan love playing together. I know eventually those coos will turn into, "That's MY toy!" Gee, can't wait!

I love Mondays though. Even though I have to get up super early, make sure the house is clean, and take care of 3 girls (who are high maintenance by the way). I enjoy every minute I get with them. They make everyday fun and I don't know what to expect!