a Rupp day off

Monday is Daddy's day off.  You would think that one more adult in the house would mean less stress for everyone.  On the contrary.  It simply amounts to one more stressed-out adult.  Therefore, on Mondays, to keep from going crazy in our tiny apartment, we pile into our mian bao che and drive to places like this:

Pick your battles, so they say.  Today I let Zion wear dragon pajamas to lunch.  Is it clear how many battles I am fighting?

Questionable, at best.  We've gotten to where we hardly notice this stuff anymore.

to play games,

and eat pizza with "pepperoni" and Chinese peppers,

and dance (be forewarned, you might get jealous of my dance moves).