Water Errywhere!

Its been pretty standard policy that I will bring Wyatt to work with me at least once a week.  He loves it at the church.  We all joke that he is going to be the next Priest.  The other day Wyatt and Pup were playing hide and seek in between pews while I cleaned up.  He has played in the baptismal font.  Today he decided to explore the pulpit.  Obviously, I'm not getting much work done but if its an emergency Wyatt can cooperate for a few hours.  I think, on some level, he knows.  He is independent and explores things without holding my hand.  It is going to be so easy in September when he goes to school there.  He is already so comfortable.

I got a called from Father Simon asking if I could come down because there sounded like there was a bomb in the basement.  Our basement troubles have been an ongoing saga since I started.  I told Wyatt that something was broken at the church.  He looked up saying "Let's go!"  Then grabed his tool box and headed for the door.  Because, clearly, he was going to fix the 100 year old boiler in the sea of asbestos with some plastic tools with faces. Makes perfect sense.  Once at the church, Wyatt marched in and headed for the basement.  He paused to see who was at the meeting in Simon's office, telling everyone that "Somethings broken.  Going to fix it in the basement."  They were all very impressed with his dedication on a Saturday.  We found the pipe leading into the circulator spewing water everywhere.  I waded in with my Chucks and turned the water off then left wet footprints back upstairs.  We called the plumber deeming this job too big for the likes of us.  Once the plumber got there, I carried Wyatt to the scene of the crime while Wyatt filled in the plumber on the situation.  "Water errywhere!!!  Pipe broken.  Whoosh!  In basement."  The plumber was impressed.  I didn't need to say a word.

St. John's has decided to increase my hours to 30 a week. Its still not quite full time so I still get to spend a lot of time with my little man. One of the Vestry members (kinda like a church board member) told me that I am a bright and intelligent woman who seems to have a fix for every problem.  I'll take it. It is nice to be reconized. However, I still haven't figured out the whole babysitting scenerio.  I have been blessed that I have my Mom babysit for me while I work but thats not going to get me to 30 hours.  With Wyatt's pre-school schedule still several months away, I'm piecemealing hours together praying I get to 30, taking Wy with me as much as possible and working from home during naptime.  Rebecca and Lizzy are going to be off for the summer soon.  Hopefully they will find it in there hearts to help me out while I pay them riduculously low.  Sounds about right.

It has been an adjustment working more hours.  As luck would have it, I have also been working more for Idea's to Go which I have mentioned before here.  Then I picked up this part-time thing for an Interior Designer that I can do when I have time.  Basically, I have decided to get as many jobs as humanly possible that I can bring Wyatt with me.  I'm hoping that all my part-time work equals full-time pay without the full-time Wyatt-less hours. So far it's working out.   Why not just work full-time, do you ask?  Well, the way I see it, I am keeping my schedule as flexible as possible allowing me to be at every potential baseball practice, every parent teacher conference, everyday after school, every sick day, every not so sick day but still not going to school, every snow day or field trip.  I can be an amazing mom while also being a force of nature in the workplace.  HooRah!