Had the meeting with the boss. It went pretty well. She ended up sending out an email stressing a couple of points. She also agreed with the responsibility list I had typed out. I typed it out so I had something clear as to what each of our responsibilities are. So, I am going to go in there, do MY job, and do it well. Also, my boss is letting the one girl take on what she is taking on, but when she drowns I will be there to help her out. That's fine with me. I know I'm doing a good job and that is all that matters.
I am going to try not to think about work too much when I get home. I don't need the stress and really, why should I stress? It's a job.
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The girls are doing great! I love them so much. Again, I was looking at them and just in awe that we created them. It's still hard to believe I'm a mommy.
I just ordered Obama onesies for them! I don't put bumper stickers on my car, so couldn't do that. I thought about bibs, but they don't usually wear bibs when we are out. So I got onesies. I think they will be wearing them every time we go out from now until November ;)
4 comments:
Why on earth would you use your children to promote your candidate?! Aside from the fact Obama is unfit for the Presidency (all the man has ever done is spit out rhetoric and change his views according to polls), how inappropriate & lacking of class to impose your liberal rhetoric on two innocent children.
Yikes... anonymous. Take a chill pill. liberal rhetoric, liberal schmetoric. they are onesies with an opinion different to yours. Just because the blogger here obviously doesn't agree with you politically, doesn't mean her children are suddenly in some sort of moral peril.
Signed, Anon #2
Good god, Anon. Who are you to tell her what kind of onesies her babies can wear? Sorry you don't feel the Obama love, but I can't imagine why you think it's ok to blast Rebecca for a couple of baby t-shirts.
Rock on sister! You totally inspired me to get my kids some Obama-sies, too!
ok, I am an ass for commenting on two blogs at once. HEATHER. Sorry. Not Rebecca. Duh. I'm an idiot. So SO sorry.
If it helps, I call my daughter by my dog's name ALL.THE.TIME. No excuses, though.
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