opportunity knocks

I have a job interview on Wednesday. For a job I really, really, really want if they're willing to pay me enough money to make up for the guilt I feel for leaving my babies at home in the care of someone other than me. Which, by the way, wasn't supposed to happen until this summer at the earliest, but preferably next Fall when most major baby milestones (sitting up, rolling over, standing, eating solid foods, the first teeth, and possibly even walking and first words) would have already happened on my watch and wouldn't be events I'd be hearing about second hand.

That said, as soon as I saw the posting for this job (which has a kick-ass title, by the way), I fired off a cover letter and sent off my resume before you could say "A Perfect Madness". And when I got a reply a mere 4 hours later saying they were "delighted" with my resume and would I come in for an interview next week, I put the boys in their bouncy chairs, told my husband to hold down the fort, and ran off to Ann Taylor to buy a new suit faster than you could say "nine months on, nine months off".

So, Wednesday is the day. Two more days to internally debate the whole working mom vs. stay at home mom thing. Two days to figure out how easily I'll be bought. I'll let you know how it goes.

uurp!

Otis the pug loves spit-up. He loves the smell of it, the look of it, the taste of it. Lucky for him, he has 2 very spit-uppity babies living in his house so there are plenty of opportunities for him to get a taste. My floors have never been so clean!

Otis' new spit-up related trick? When he sees that the babies are about to be burped or hears the uuurp sound, he runs right over to catch whatever may be coming his way. He's so well conditioned that the sound of a baby's bubble will wake him from a nap.

Of the twins, Jack seems to beOtis' favorite and I'm willing to bet money it's because Jack has Henry beat in terms of frequency and volume of spit up.

blizzard 2006

Daddy and Jack

Otis

Mommy and Henry