Maybe one day…
An excerpt from my conversation with my eldest after I picked her up from school yesterday:
The Kindergartener: Almost everyone in our family has a job!
Me: Oh, yeah? How is that?
The Kindergartener: Well, Daddy goes to work. {My sisters} go to preschool. And, I have two jobs! I go to choir AND school. And, when you get into kindergarten you have like a LOT of work.
Me: So, you’re saying I’m the only one in our family who doesn’t work?
The Kindergartener: Yeah. But, maybe one day you’ll have a job.
Yes. Maybe one day I’ll get around to doing something productive.
Until then I suppose I’ll just keep on lollygagging around. Which reminds me, I better get back to doing just that before it’s time to pick a certain six-year old up from one of her day jobs.
