Whether you work outside the home or your home and kids work you all day (I mean, if you're a stay-at-home-mom), Monday mornings are hard. I suspect that in a third-world country, where one has to worry about where the next meal comes from and one has no calendar, people still wake up on Mondays (without actually realizing it's a Monday) and think, "Man, this day is harder than all the others. Where's my coffee?"
So, I give you this on a Monday morning, thanks to my friend Snoa. Something to read while you ignore the boss/emails/phone/laundry/dog/kids: My Minivan is Faster Than Yours.
My favorite quote from a recent entry, in which the author contemplates sending her children to Alcatraz for potty training:
First of all, seeing as it's been uninhabited since 1963, with the exception of the whole San Francisco Bay/Pacific Ocean issue, it's totally childproofed. Regardless of how diligently you childproof a home, one kid might still chuck a piece of sidewalk chalk at his sister. There's no sidewalk chalk on Alcatraz.
You can't argue with good sense, folks.
So, I give you this on a Monday morning, thanks to my friend Snoa. Something to read while you ignore the boss/emails/phone/laundry/dog/kids: My Minivan is Faster Than Yours.
My favorite quote from a recent entry, in which the author contemplates sending her children to Alcatraz for potty training:
First of all, seeing as it's been uninhabited since 1963, with the exception of the whole San Francisco Bay/Pacific Ocean issue, it's totally childproofed. Regardless of how diligently you childproof a home, one kid might still chuck a piece of sidewalk chalk at his sister. There's no sidewalk chalk on Alcatraz.
You can't argue with good sense, folks.
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