Mondays and mornings

 It's monday and Daddy is back to work after a fun weekend.  It's so hard to get back to reality on monday mornings, much less now than during the school year thankfully.  As much as I dislike the morning craziness, there are some things I hope to never forget.

  Ava running out to the driveway to say scream bye and wave to Daddy, then watch him all the way down the street until he turns.  In her nighty with the crazy bed head and of course, her puppy.

  I can't even believe I didn't get one of her waving or jumping or something else she does as a part of her send-off ritual.

  If the boys aren't off playing with Legos or cars or swords already, they usually accompany her out there.  I hope these are embedded deep in their memory so that years down the road they can say, "Remember when Daddy would leave for work and he would only give Ava a kiss on the head because she was covered in her breakfast?  Then when we saw him outside through the window we would all start screaming 'BYEEE, 8-gun, double gun, kickster!!' over and over and over again?"  Love these moments.

Happy Monday!