Monday, September 17, 2012

Job Security

During a dinner time discussion last night Sugar Bear said, "Mama Bear had to go to college so she could get a good job."  (Seems the little cub was listening to a recent conversation in the Swagger Wagon with Brother Bear!)

On a whim, I asked her what Mama Bear does.  Her response:

  • folding clothes with me (her favoritest chore!)
  • teaching kids spanish (uh..hmmm...Mama Bear no hable espanol!)
  • baking dinner
  • baking breastiss (breakfast)
  • eating (cub knows her Mama Bear)
  • teaching
  • helping (when asked who and how Mama Bear helps) she said, "Helping me!  With lots of things!)
I decided to then ask her what Papa Bear does at work.  Her response:
  • Help the people.  (How?) By doing stuff.
  • Goes on rocket for a little bit (really?  cool!)
  • Clean the windows
  • Managing.  That means if some people are hurt, he checks to see if they are fine.

I love my job.  I really do.

Friday, September 14, 2012

One-woman band



Although I have no musical experience whatsoever, I recently had an experience where I found myself a one-woman band of clanging and banging cymbals.  To read more about my experience and what I learned, click here.

Happy Weekend!