Monday, June 28, 2004

Club Jota

While I'm here slaving away at work (looking like I'm really into a project is hard work!), T is at home, running Club Jota. Since she's only working a handful of hours this week & they're all in the evening, we don't have to send The Boy off to daycare, thus saving a few pennies.

Part of being the head counselor at Club Jota means hosting a bunch of The Boy's friends from around the apartment complex, fielding the usual barrage of "Can I? Can I? Can I?" questions, taking the kids down to the pool & inevitably, feeding everyone.

Why T's so tired by the time I get home, I have no idea.