According to our resident adolescent, Sundays suck. I remember feeling the same way when I was her age. Sundays meant the end of the weekend and the beginning of a new week. Sundays were bad because Mondays were worse. I'm determined to make Sundays suck a little less for our family, because let's face it - if the adolescent ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.
A surefire way to improve any day is a change of scenery. Pack a picnic, load up the snowshoes, don't forget the sunscreen, and hit the road. Go somewhere you've never been before.
A lake. A snowy trail. An old mining town. A road never traveled.
The adolescent, though she'd never admit it, seemed slightly happier (especially after the snowshoes came off). The boy said several times on the way home, "I feel good." The mom and dad think they've found an answer to the Sunday problem, at least for now.