Workaholic
I am a workaholic. Yes, I am! Let me explain…
Sometimes mama will take me out when papa has “a lot of work to do.” Mama does this so that I do not disturb him. Disturb him?! I bring joy and laughter to his otherwise meaningless existence!
Anyway, it is a good opportunity for me to have some mama time. When we come back home, I always ask, “So, how was your work, papa?” and he will tell me how it went.
One day I told papa that playing with the Wii was my work. When I am working, I am very focused and I do not like being interrupted. I even ignore the call of nature until it screams in pain!
So, yes, I am a workaholic. I Wii-ly, Wii-ly am!
Little Worker Isaac
