Does anyone else out there struggle with Sunday mornings? Cuz Sunday mornings in this household are rough. I'm not sure what it is exactly. It may have something to do with my expectations. I expect that Sundays should be different. That they should be peaceful. That they should go smoothly. That we should all be loving and thoughtful and sweet and kind and cheery and that no one should argue or fight. Ha! It seldom goes that way and it gets me every time. Maybe I should change my expectations.