But Sunday afternoon meetings mean getting off schedule and missing naptime. That throws their little bodies into hyper mode. One thing I have learned is that a tired child is a wild child. And at my house, wild children are contained in the back yard. So by 6pm, they are ready to crash.
But even after a good night's sleep, they are still tired on Monday. I try to keep Mondays low-key around here. We don't schedule doctor's visits or errands. I want the freedom to have a lazy Monday if necessary. Apparently J needed it. I captured this picture middle of the morning.
