Jude is definitely never happy on work days. He lives for “stay home days” and thinks it’s just awful that I only get 2 stay home days a week. Nevertheless, he thinks I have a great job. He offered up his thoughts on my job last night. He said something like, “You get to look at papers, do calls, walk places, drink hot chocolate. What could be better?†But, when it came time for me to leave this morning to go to the bus stop, he bundled up as well to come out with me and was trying to argue that all of us in the family have so much money that there is no need for me to work.  I love that kid, but his piggy bank would be depleted in no time.