Three-day weekends are awesome, aren't they? There's something about going to bed on Sunday night and thinking "We have one more day!". One more day of freedom for the fun stuff. Like new haircuts.
And goofing off.
And there's something about the Monday night of the three day weekend that has a special feel all it's own. Something great about knowing that the work week is one day shorter this week. We're one day closer to Friday.
Married to my best friend, mom to a sweet boy we call Ish and another baby boy we call Noah Bear. Waiting for the Mets to reach another World Series, the mortgage to be paid off and for at least one of my kids to sleep past 6AM!