Friday, March 18, 2011
My daughter comes to work with me. She is 1 and can sit and amuse herself for an hour, then she moves on to the next curiosity. She has worked hard this morning, trying to plug the back-up drive usb plug into the port, dismantled and tasted my cd cases. And now she is working at her own work station, completely enthralled with the keyboard and clicking mouse. When she tires of this, we will go for a walk, she will fall a sleep and I will really work. Denial is good, she is with me; guilt is tougher so the search for a babysitter continues.
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