The day started off in the usual way.

I was working on my going to school strut.

I’ve got a spring in my step and a groove in my move.

Here’s my cubby at school. Don’t be jealous!

THEN the work began.

My mommy picked me up at school and caught me in the kitchen working.

They called it occupational therapy. Then someone whispered something about collating papers tomorrow and calling it physical therapy.

Do I need to start a union?

I guess mommy thought working was a good idea.

She said I had to hold these cushions up with my back until she was

done washing the covers.

Now she’s making me go up the stairs to my room…..to take a nap.

“Hello lady, I need a little help here!”

Before I went to bed, I had to work on my farm magnets.

Then…….I had to work on covering up my dignity with my flashlight.

I’ve got a diaper on now, so it’s all good.

No napping until I do my “monsters in the closet” checking job.

I think my flashlight is dying.

Oh well. I guess I have to work for batteries now.