Monday

By the end of Monday, I have been asking lately, "Is it only Monday?" By the end of Monday it feels like Tuesday. I can't say exactly why, but it does.

In the summer our kids don't go to bed until 8:30 or 9. Dave and I some times take advantage of that. Tonight we headed over to Penn's campus to the "Big Pond." It's actually a small pond, but we call it that because Lilia watches Dinosaur Train.

The pond is filled with coy fish and turtles. The area that surrounds the pond is incredible. You actually feel like you're in the woods, except you can hear the traffic on Baltimore.

The kids had a blast running around and wearing themselves out. As a result it's pretty quiet in the house as of 9pm.