Tonight as I was tucking Natalie into bed and wished her a good night, she responded (quite caringly, I might add), "Mom, get some good rest tonight. Tomorrow, after we wake up, you'll get right to work."
Apparently, this afternoon Natalie took her teacher's suggestion of "dress in p.j's and bring your favorite breakfast item to school tomorrow" as a bona fide homework assignment. So, although her typical breakfast meal consists of a bagel and chocolate milk -- in order to make the grade, we need to bring in homemade banana chocolate chip muffins.
Soon after I heard, "Mom, when am I going to get a desk?"
Anyone need a CEO? Nat's available.