This is what our Monday night looks like.
The kitchen table has been moved yet again to leave open room for dancing and whatnot.
Scooby Doo is on television and we have a mystery to solve.
The dishwasher is humming.
Sami and Rowdy are waiting to follow us upstairs to call it a night.
Rowdy is old and I wish he wouldn’t make the nightly trek up the flight of stairs.
But he does.
It will be a slow trek and he will stop ever few stairs or so.
And I may or may not trip over him in the dark hallway in the morning.
What does your Monday night look like?