I knew it was going to be a really long day when, at 9:30, Elise asked me if it was lunch time yet.
She didn't want to play with her DS. She didn't want to play on the computer in the cubicle RIGHT ACROSS FROM MY OFFICE so she proceeded to label the items in my office: "Amy's Office", "Amy's Desk", "Amy's Chairs", "Amy's Picture", and "Amy Connaughton" on the wall behind me. You know, in case someone didn't know who was sitting in the chair at Amy's desk.
Finally, it was
Yep! She is in there somewhere. Didn't matter to me, though. She was quiet. I could finally work!
After her beauty rest, it was time for a refreshing beverage of Sprite. She needed ice cubes. So we headed to the kitchen and I broke out what was, apparently, THE BEST THING EVER!
Behold! ICE CUBE TRAYS!
She couldn't believe that ice cubes were made this way! After all, at home, they magically appear from here:
You know, Elise, when I was young, I had to empty ice trays all day long. Up and down a hill. Both ways.
Later, she discovered the TYPEWRITER! AND IT WAS THE MOST AWESOME CONTRAPTION THAT SHE HAD EVER SEEN! Forget that DS that was rotting underneath my desk or the two computers that are in her playroom or the netbook that she uses while watching a tv show that she downloaded from a website!
I had a hard time prying her away from the typewriter. And now I know what I'll be moving into my office the next time she comes to work with me! And I certainly won't have her pack her DS!
All in all, my "Bring my daughter to work day" revealed a couple of things to me.
1. I have no patience.
2. Kids in this generation will never understand advances in technology the way that kids in my generation did. Never, ever.