Here it is 7 a.m. on a Friday morning. I really should be waking up my daughter, as she is supposed to meet her teacher at school early this morning. But, she doesn't have to be there until 8, so I feel she has a minute or two of sleep allowed.
I have been up since 5:15. I had my alarm set at 5:30. Nice. I got my son and husband up and out the door.
M, my husband, went to work. Today is his day off. He has to go interview a potential new boss. I find it strange that he interviews his own boss, but hey whatever works. And the only other thought that rambles around is "I thought you had Fridays off." But, I didn't say it out loud. As, he seemed a little crabby and I'm guessing it was because he was thinking, "Hey, I thought I had Fridays off, and I have to go in and interview a potential new boss." I hope the interview goes well for this guy.
I also had an interesting conversation with my son, Big Kid, this morning, while he was moving his breakfast around on his plate pretending like he had eaten something.
The conversation:
Big Kid: "We talked a lot about Steve Job yesterday at school." He pronounced Job like the guy named Job in the bible, not like get a job and go to work.
Me: "You did? What was being said. Eat your vitamin. You need to eat your vitamins. It's important."
Big Kid: "I did."
Me: "You did not eat your vitamin. I see it right there."
Fred Flintstones feet were sticking out under a waffle, just like the Wicked Witch from the East under Dorthy's house.
Big Kid: "I don't like these. I think that's what made me throw up yesterday morning." It was really his allergies yesterday morning, but who am I to argue?
Me: "O.K. Do you want the gummies?" I have gummy vitamins for the kids, too. I bought the Flintstone vitamins because I thought he couldn't eat the gummy vitamins with his braces. I was wrong. He can eat anything with his braces. He's quite talented in that respect.
Me, again: "So, did you talk about Steve Jobs in all your classes?"
Big Kid: "Just mainly in Technology."
Me: "Well, what was said?"
Big Kid: "We had to write about an inventor. So, Mr. Teacher said that we all should write about Steve Job (he pronounced it like the bible name). So, that's what we did."
Me: "You know it's pronounced Jobs, not Job, right?"
Big Kid: "Yeah, Job."
Me: "No, Jobs."
Big Kid: "OK Job. Whatever."
Me: "OK Whatever." Just the guy who invented everything you play with nowadays. But, at least you know about Job.
Well, Little Bit, my daughter is up and going. Better head on.
Happy Friday-ing!!!
Much to do and little time...just like always!