Get A Job!

Last week, when the boys and I were having dinner with Nik, Mav, and Maddox, Maverick turned to me and said "Aunt Cassy, when are you going to get a job?". Nikki and I just laughed, and I said the two blonde boys sitting at the table were my job. He just looked at us strange, and said "oh". This is a job, Mav!