Wow, Monday mornings are just not that pleasant for me. Here I am being honest...I wake up pretty grumpy. I want to pretend it's Saturday and be in denial that I have plenty to do.
Today was a usual Monday morning plus everyone was a little more grumpy than usual. Can you see what I was dealing with?
- got some sibling rivalry going on
- mischievous girl trying to block the camera with her shoe. Ha, it didn't work, sweetie.
- Ok, the baby was being sweet. She's a sweet pea.

Here was my solution = flee the house. Strap them all down and just drive! That was all I could think about...oh, and caffeinate myself.
Free lunches from Chik-fil-a (thanks to the church), iPod shuffle and my cozy station wagon (I will always love this car).

And we drive and we drive. I have no idea where we are going.
We stayed intrigued with seeing some sites from the car window:
- downtown city streets & campus
- Town Lake (I mean Lady Bird Lake...I'm still not used to that)
- South Congress & South 1st..."Hey girls, the Weird part of town...check it."
- and hey, Zilker. The playscape called our name and things were looking up.

And they played with enthusiasm.

But it got pretty hot, of course.

Solution.

Her happy place. I have loved this little quirk of hers for a year now.

"Nose." She is learning how to point out her eyes, nose, mouth and her favorite...her belly button these days.

She found her nose alright. "Sweet Pea, that's not very lady-like."

Just one more important stop. The place where your Daddy asked me to marry him.
Our bench @ Zilker Botanical Gardens. I told them the whole story.

Now we are all tired, sweaty, thirsty...but refreshed.

I don't have days like this often. Time is too precious to be grumpy or at least that's what I'm telling myself to remember.