When I am old...

I have recently gone back to work. October 1, actually, and it has been quite the comedy in making. I only work about twenty hours a week, and sometimes even less. My parents (God Bless Them) are in charge of my child care and it has helped immensely. I never feel scared or worried, but I often wonder if my kids might want to live at Opa and Grandma's house instead of home. They do WAY more than we ever do. :)

This past week has been extra busy, since my boss was in town. Not only was he here to motivate me, but he was here to visit my family. He is a family friend, my husband and my dear friend. It was hard to differentiate the family/co-worker aspect of our relationship. I think we did well. We survived at least.

Needless to say, this has been quite the odd week for the kiddos. I have been in big girl clothes and shoes all week, working eight hours a day with meetings, phone calls and constant checking of the phone and laptop. It is a hard thing for my four year old to get. But, if this quote doesn't say it all, I don't know what will.

Lilly, "Mom, when I get to be about eighteen can I have business cards too? Oh, and a phone."

Yes Lilly, when you are eighteen you can have a phone and business cards. My child continues to amaze me and keep me in the giggles.

My Budding Musician, James Raz (not to be confused with Jason MRaz)