I know some people hate Mondays, me I don’t really care.  I just can’t seem to sleep past 7:30 anyways, so to me Mondays is just like any other day as far as me getting up early.

I will say the rushing around to get the kids ready and out the door is no fun.  At least on Tuesday-Friday, they know it’s time to get up and out the door for school, but Monday’s they all seem to have weekend hangover.  Especially, H.  He is in Kindergarten so going to school all day five days a week is new for him anyways, or rather it was back in August.  But I know he would rather be home with D, R and I, so Mondays usually end up with him being fussy and me starting out patient, then getting annoyed, then getting sad because if I am honest I wouldn’t mind the boys being home with me either! 

But once they are up and out the door, I have a bit of breathing room.