Brown Bear

I have been a pathetic blogger. It's been over a month since my last blog. (This is the confession part).

I blame my lack of work-life balance. I blame my lack of work-life balance on me because I can't walk away from work. If I'm not at work, I'm on my phone reading work email or thinking about how I'm going to respond to the email I just read. I NEED TO UNPLUG AND LET IT GO. I'm smart enough to realize that my lone actions will not raise the stock price tomorrow morning. But I'm too much a perfectionist/pleaser to let any of the balls drop.

Oh well, enough about my balls.

Here's a moment that drives me to correct my work-life balance issue.

I'm reading "Brown Bear, Brown Bear" to Sara.

Mom: "Who's that?"
Sara: "Brown Bear" (in her cutest little almost-2 voice - really came out "Bown Bear")
Mom: "How does Brown Bear go?"
Sara: (Very confidently) "Beep Beep"

LOVE IT. LOVE HER.