You call that work?

This morning, as we were leaving for Madchen's tumbling class, she noticed a chalk drawing of a pumpkin on our front walk (drawn by our neighbor Tim).

Madchen: "Where Tim go?"

Me: "Tim is probably at work."

Madchen: "My Daddy always go to work."

Me: "What about Mommy? Does Mommy go to work?"

Madchen: (GIGGLING) "No, Mommy doesn't go to work, that's SILLY!"

I agree, it is kind of silly to imagine "going to work"... it's been four and a half years since I actually went to "work". But what was even funnier was her next statement...

Madchen: "Mommy no go to work, Mommy go to the GYM!"

You can be sure I haven't been to the gym in a few weeks now, but I suppose it's the only time I go somewhere without her. Is that sad or what?!