and it went great. <sigh of relief!>
Ya know, we have our good days and bad days for when I need to work with her, but I've worked overtime this week getting ready for New Years Eve, and she was with me at the restaurant a whole 8 hours today while I got a lot of sh!t done.
My co-workers, some of which are *not used to children* are awesomely tolerant with her. She's gonna have some strange childhood memories of playing under barstools, but it's all good! That builds character and makes for an interesting autobiography, right?
Linear Mode
