Since the beginning of summer, Marlee's been begging to come to work with me. She thinks it sounds fun, I think it sounds like a terrible idea...
(You've got to be an extremely bored 5 year old to want to go to work with anyone employed anywhere other than toy stores, zoos, amusement parks, or similarly fun places. We don't even have a candy machine anymore - WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT?!)
When I got home tonight, she asked if we could call my boss and see if she could come to work tomorrow. I told her no, so naturally her next request was to write him a letter. Sure, kiddo, if it'll keep you happy we'll write the man a letter:
Dear Mommy's Boss,
I want to come to work with Mommy. She is my honey bunny forever. I can NOT stay home without her, so can I come to work with her? Please, oh, please! I'm going to bring a snack in case I'm hungry. I'm going to talk to Uncle Jimmy & Mommy. And Trisha & Shauna - I want to talk to them AND I HOPE THEY BRING ME SOME CANDY! I would help my Mommy work even. We'll look at cat pictures like Grumpy Cat & Lil Bub. I don't know what else Mommy does at work... maybe do papers? And Mommy says I can water your plant. In case I'm sleepy, I can take a blanket and my favorite stuffed animal. Just think about it cuz I love Mommy.
Thank you a lot,
Marlee
Verbatim, guys!
Honey.
Bunny.
Forever.
There's still no way she's coming to work with me, but if she did, I'm pretty sure the boss would let her water his plant. Brownie points if she didn't water it with a coffee pot like her mama does...
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