Mondays can leave us all in a bit of a funk.
It is back to real life.
Back to the daily grind, so to speak.
Ryan heads off to work, I man the boys and the house alone.
The daily monotony of it all can leave us just a wee bit wistful for the break that is the weekend.
Jack must be feeling the same way. In the middle of the (daily) afternoon, post-nap double poopy diaper change, he asked for his dad.
Jack: Where did my dad go?
Me: He is at work, honey.
Jack: (Sigh)I want him back now.
Jack loves when his daddy is home. I love when his daddy is home.
While it is not quite a manic Monday...it can lead to wishful thinking.