Are you Ready?

Oh yikes, how I wish we were rich and I’d never ever, ever have to go back to work! My co-worker is still a donkey, but that’s not the reason. Really, it’s not. Though it’s not helping either. No one appreciates being stabbed in the back or anything, but really, the reason I don’t ever want to go back to work is so I can stay home with you and don’t have to send you off to some daycare provider!

Sigh.

We checked one out last night and Papa and I are so not ready to send you off to some stranger’s house for the full day! I mean, we always knew you were going to go to daycare and, honestly, I never had a problem with that – until I held you in my arms that is. That changed everything.

I know I’m a freak and I know you like spending time with people and kids best of all, but it still seems all wrong. It’s not that I don’t ever want to work, quite the opposite, I think I’d be bored at home all the time, but it just seems so wrong to have you spend most of your time with someone else.

On the bright side, my boss’s boss gave me three little frog bath toys for you this morning. Pretty odd, given that he normally doesn’t even speak to me (or anyone else), but I guess he is human after all. Apparently, he moved into his new condo and the previous owner forgot them in the tub, so he thought you might like them. It’s just that he didn’t explain any of this right off the bat. Instead, he asked me whether I ever give you a bath…..

Nice gesture, anyway.