Every day, my 12th grade twins give me a toy to bring to work. I send home pictures of how the toy is "helping" me, and then save them to this blog. (OK, obviously, we are not really doing this anymore. Teenagers, amiright?) It definitely makes work more fun. For me -- I can't speak for the poor toy. Please do not use any of my images or writing without contacting me for permission.
Friday, November 6, 2009
10/12 - Introduction
Hello there. It all started when we were dancing around the living room to cowboy songs with our toy horses. I realized I had to leave for work, and put my assigned toy down. Lil' Guy looked at me with big brown eyes. "But you have to take her to work with you!"
From then on, I've been given a toy most mornings to take to work with me. I take some pix of the toy "helping" me and send it home. Interestingly enough, my friends and coworkers have been just as amused by this project as the kids. So, since I'm all about modeling good behavior (when I want to), I will share the joy. Because sharing is what this is all about. Awwww.
Mommy and "Bubbles" (pink pony)
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