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Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Work & Time Out

I spent the entire day today at a job fair. A job fair for high school kids. A job fair for high school students and eighth graders. Yes, I said eighth graders. We were suppose to give eighth graders an idea of what kind of jobs are available to them. Because eighth graders really care about what a career advisor working for a local community action program does. Because, you know, eighth graders really care about stuff. They're eighth graders, that's what they're about-their futures.

I did not spend the entire day talking to kids about my job. Kids don't care about my job. It probably isn't a good idea to tell a group of impressionable people that you have the job you have because it's the job that was open, would accept your degree, and was better than what you had before. Oh, and they hired you. That probably wouldn't give them the right idea about the working world. It would be a realistic view but not necessarily an optimistic one.

In other news, my baby is currently in time  out. He was placed there by the hubby because he was caught tearing toilet paper lose and putting it in the toilet. I'm not sure he should be in time out though. This is actually an improvement. He usually throws the entire roll of toilet paper into the toilet. That's happened three or four times. He's also thrown in my hair brush, my mouse, my make up, my make up brush, and my deodorant. I don't think he's out to get me, really. My drawer is closest to the toilet. I'm sure that's the reason. He's too little to have developed a grudge against me already. I think.

He's tried to get out of time out once. He smiled at me the entire time he was doing it. He does that a lot, smile at you the entire time he's doing something you're telling him not to do. He's cute. He knows it.

He's actually good at time outs. He should be, he's done it enough. As long as you keep your eyes on him, he'll stay where you put him for as long as you want him there. If you so much as turn your head, though, he's making a break for it. He's not very trustworthy. The honor system doesn't work with him, not very well at least. He's super-cute though.


He was in time-out in this picture too. I think that was when he came into the kitchen carrying a toilet brush. A toilet brush that he'd dunked in the toilet a couple of times.

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