I just finished reading this little girl's sweet response to the question, "What is Mommy's job?". It makes me smile and get a little teary. A very different response than what I got last week when Andrew was asked the same question.
Andrew, "Daddy is at work, right?"
Giselle, "Yes, he sure works hard at his job. Does Mommy have a job?"
Andrew, "Yes."
G, "What's my job, Andrew?"
A, "Feeding Nemo."
Yes, that's right. All the things I do during the day, and the first thing that pops into Andrew's head is that I feed the damn fish. (who is miraculously still alive, I might add).
Ah, what a legacy I leave behind.
Andrew, "Daddy is at work, right?"
Giselle, "Yes, he sure works hard at his job. Does Mommy have a job?"
Andrew, "Yes."
G, "What's my job, Andrew?"
A, "Feeding Nemo."
Yes, that's right. All the things I do during the day, and the first thing that pops into Andrew's head is that I feed the damn fish. (who is miraculously still alive, I might add).
Ah, what a legacy I leave behind.
1 comment:
Aw Giselle, that's just Andrew's way of expressing what a wonderful care-taker you are, down to the littlest creature. The least among us and all that. He's really recognizing what a kind and loving heart you have. I'm sure he'll explain this when he is a little older.
Also, I ALWAYS wanted one of those huge lollipops as a kid and my mom would NEVER buy them. Oh the trauma.
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