Work

RE was asking today where daddy was. The conversation went something like this:
Where daddy?
He’s at work, Bug.
Oh.
Mommy?
Yeah?
YOU go work, daddy stay home.

Uh, I do work. A lot. Does it really appear that I don’t? Could I really work harder than I do? I doubt it.

But, when I was gone for a while tonight, she told daddy that she missed me. Cool. Redeemed.

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One thought on “Work

  1. Yeah, don’t you just feel SO appreciated when they say stuff like that? At least you make it look easy. šŸ™‚

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