It's My Birthday

I'm 31. I've decided to think of it as a grown-up year and fill it with milestones.

O.O

I love Pei Wei. I ate some for lunch today. And here it is advertising on my blog.

Things the kids I nanny say that I don't want to forget:
1. Kissing is gross.
2. Kissing is not gross.
3. My name in that adorable four-year old voice with an 'a' added on the front
4. I can carry Lucy. [me: Oh, but Lucy is heavy.] Yeah, but I'm heavy too. [36 lbs]
5. Pelicans deliver babies from God's workshop in the clouds. Girl babies, boy babies, hedgehog babies, porcupine babies...to people who are married and will be nice to them. But sometimes God can just zap a baby right into a lady's belly without the pelican.
6. Let's have a football race! [Shows how to catch and run with the ball]

Mo Money, Mo Problems

So as soon as I get paid, the computer breaks and the car needs a brake light, oil change, and a tire check. I can't tell if that's good or bad luck.

Last night I did more lumosity focus gaming and today I did my usual 45 minutes on the bike and the weight machine circuit three times.

I love having a job that, when I think about it over the weekend, makes me smile.

They love me!

I'm in nanny heaven.

Pooped

Shepherding the vacuum is hard work.

Out of the blue

I have a nannying job. I started today. I am so tired.