At my desk this morning, I realized all three of us are working this week — myself and my older daughter, and the younger sister now, too. At 14, she’s a junior counselor in a camp for a week — a take-it-seriously kind of kid, paired up with a friend she’s known her entire life.
Sure, learning to talk and walk are major milestones, but this? This employment thing turns a bend. Next week, she’ll be back to Kid Land, searching for something to do, and not particularly looking to me for anything, save for a ride and a restock of the larder. But still. For this week? Wow. I’m not quite sure what to think of this.
Grown ups are complicated creatures, full of quirks and secrets.
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Our domestic July world
Stony Soil Vermont 
Quite a milestone. Celebrate with this “work tanka”:
tucked away
inside the gray metal drawer
of the desk
of a middle manager:
a book about angels
-Laura Maffei
GT
That’s good!
Both my boys are working nearly full time this summer. It’s so, so different.
Certainly from a long way from the sandbox….