Sent Pete and Mickey on their way this morning with umbrellas and jackets. Alex and I hover under the eves and wave them off. Doesn't take long for Alex to start weighing too much for me to hold, so I put him down and he scurries inside to the recliner and Super Why. And somehow he cuddles a Lego-built helicopter, too.
And I'm doing laundry, and cleaning up breakfast dishes, and doing various other mundane things.
My job, in other words...
It's Friday, the end of the work week, but that doesn't really matter much to a stay-home mom. Our job is where we live. We don't get to stop doing it for two days every week.
And I'm happy about that.
Especially when it's raining and I get to retreat back inside my house with a soft three-year-old.