Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be English majors;  Don’t let them argue whether Shakespeare really wrote all his stuff; Make them be doctors and lawyers and such…

“Why can’t you get a job?” Child#3 (then six-years-old) asked me.

After a day where I’d logged 147 carpool miles without ever getting more than five miles from home, shopped, cooked, and led an assault against the pile of laundry which roamed our basement in gross violation of the Nuclear Nonproliferation Treaty, I wondered the same thing. But I said, “I have a job. I take care of you and I write a column for the newspaper.”

“But why can’t you get a REAL job so I’d get to go to daycare too?” he wanted to know. Seems his sisters told him about the good old days when Mommy worked in an actual office. Of course, I was happy to…