It's Date Night
Something always happens on Monday
morning. It might be the naked child running as far as possible from
the diaper I am holding. It might be the game of
let's-learn-about-gravity that my son likes to play with his lunch.
Something happens, as it does most every day, but as I take a deep
breath I remember that it's Monday and smile. Monday mornings have a
way of turning into Monday nights, and Monday nights are date nights.
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