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another day at the office

jack has been really interested recently in going to work with me. when i leave for work in the mornings and afternoons he often says he's going to go to work, too. so i've been promising that if he really wants to go to work i would take him, but that he would have to get dressed up and bring his computer with him and really do some work.

so after a breakfast meeting yesterday morning, i picked him up at home and took him with me to my office. here is a picture of him next to 'his' parking spot.

i told him he could sit in daddy's chair for awhile and he really liked that idea. so i took a few pictures of him pretending to work.

he brought his 'computer' with him, in which he listened to dinosaur names and noises. he read books. he colored. he watched an educational video. he said hello to the senior pastor, the youth pastor and the secretary. he conned candy from some of them. he went to the bathroom. twice. he wrote on his face. and he got in trouble for jumping off the desk chairs. all in a day's work. as we were leaving he wanted his picture taken next to this bush thing that appears to be in bloom. it certainly didn't feel like spring yesterday, but i guess it is on its way...

the other day we drove by his babysitter's house and he told me that a'ndrea lives there. he said, "there's a'ndrea's house. she is my girlfriend. i like girls now. not when i was a baby, but i do now."
this is going to be fun...
grace and peace,


Mary said…
he is going to be quite the stud :) and i think there might be an ounce of trouble in there as well :) my suggestion? if he is going to like girls already...teach how to do it right. you know, carry their books. shower them with sincere compliments. pull there hair. things like that :)but then again he is 3 yrs old....
Mary said…
furthermore...can i come to work with you? it sounds like fun! especially the candy and jumping off chairs part :)
Crafty P said…
Hey, that sounds like my job, too. My kids come to work with me everyday... they con me for candy and jump off anything that stands still long enough! They answer phones, too!

Anywho, that last picture is just too cute for words. love it!!!
cathyq said…
And so it begins. By the way, he has always liked girls. Remember the "foot" episode? This should get interesting.

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