As we sat watching the Olympics tonight this commercial came on the TV. Lucas asked me, with a very wry smile on his face, “So, Mom, what do you do?”
I replied with a similar wry smile and a whole lot of sass, “Ah, Lucas. What do I do? Well, my sweet. I do something very fun. Whole worlds and whole characters are created and destroyed by my hand. You see, I make stuff up.” Enough said.
Oh, for the love of my children…
