I may not have the most glamorous job, but I am privy to information no one else on the planet is.
Just a sampling:
- In a bucket of all different colors, brands, and thicknesses of crayons, each with varying amounts of paper still wrapped around, I know which crayon is Mackenzie’s favorite. It’s big, nakey and blue, and she’ll proudly demonstrate how well it colors to anyone who shows interest. So far this discerning group consists of just me.
- Caitlyn’s right leg is chubbier than her left.
- Scott doesn’t care if I have scrubbed the bathrooms or dusted. If the front room is picked up, the house is deemed clean and he thanks me for it.
- When Mackenzie puts on her striped hat in the morning, she is a “bumble bee” for the remainder of the day. Never mind that the hat is pink and white striped. It is striped and bees are striped.