Who’s the Boss?

The boys always talk about Dad’s work.  They know he goes to work in a “tall building” some days (Downtown Cleveland).  They understand he works in another city where he office is located.  They even understand that he goes to meetings all over the place.  Needless to say, after a while, the lines are blurred.  Last week we had the perfect opportunity to bring the boys into Dan’s work, and show them the inside of the “big buildings” they ask about.

I never drive out to his main office, it is about a 40 minute drive, so it was a first for me as well.  We were scheduled to go see a house with our realtor out that way that evening, so it worked out perfectly.  The boys were giddy, walking through the halls with Dan.  The swivel chairs got their twirl on, and Mom and Dad were hushing the boys left and right to try to tame their loud giggles.

Once we sat in the meeting room, Brody was cracking us up telling us to be quiet because he was the boss.  He was a natural, just like his Dad.

The picture quality is horrible, but I snapped a few pictures.  Momma needs a REAL camera.  Momma needs a paycheck to bring that camera home.  Ha.

It was so nice to see Dan in his work environment.  There is something so sexy about a man who juggles his work life with his home life so well.  And the beard just tops it all off for me.  Brings me back to his college days when we were so young, and well rested.

 Sorry ladies, he is all mine.