"You know you should start questioning your professional course in life when you gluttonously enjoy SPAM for breakfast." --Genevieve Phillips, Registered Dietitian
I sure hope people don't define me by my profession. Good golly, I only studied/worked as one for 5 years. And I'm 30! That means I've spent 25 other years engaged in other stuff.
I currently claim MOM as my profession. M.O.M.: Master Of Myfamily. jejejeje. jk.
Dan, on the other hand, really is into being an engineer.
Engineer-- a person who designs, builds, or maintains engines, machines, or public works.
For Example: Last Sunday our car-brakes broke. BROKE! Dan didn't know how to fix them, but he was determined. On Monday he read from our car manual, researched on the internet, bought the cylinder whatchamacallit, and fixed our brakes. FIXED! It took him 6 hours to do it, but it got done. Read from a manual and fix a gadget? Me? Never! Dan? Oh yeah.
I suppose I will add DAD to Dan's professions as well, as long as he does his DAD chores! D.A.D.: Do As Da-momma-says.
Michael is currently a smiley worm/ rolly polly. That's right. He somehow travels around our living room.
Elena is currently a really independent princess: "I want to do it all.by.my.SELF!" she exclaims in her pink getup.
