mondays

i think adda is learning early in life to hate mondays. jonathan goes back to work and she misses him and the extra attention/stimulation that the weekend provides. if we've travelled, it's always worse - the more fun we've had, the more i know i'm in for it come monday. she doesn't hold back on her boredom or disappointment and this past monday she protested the commonplace ALL DAY LONG. i can just see her going "why don't you take me for a bike ride and build me a bonfire? why don't we go walking and look at the stars? why can't i sleep w/ you, why can't we sleep outside? why do we have to pay bills and swiffer the floors and put away dishes - we did all that stuff last week". oh mondays...