Out of the mouth of babes

Out of the mouth of babes

This morning as I swept eye shadow over my lids in an attempt to look grown up, my youngest daughter turned to me and said, with surprise…

You look nice, why is that?

It is uncommon for me to look anything but Frankensteins twin at 8am on Monday morning.

I explained…

“I am coming into your school today to speak to KS1 about what I do for work, as part of your enterprise week.”

Cue much laughter…

Perhaps Mummy, you could invite all friends and family – because no one knows you actually have a job, less alone what it is you actually do…..


But really, does anyone know what I do?



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