Not that being a financial advisor is the most “fun filled” job right now with the market being so crappy, but nonetheless…P doesn’t care…he’s gonna be just like daddy when he grows up.
Last Friday we stopped to visit “da da” at his office for a little lunch. Jimmy Johns for the adults and bologni, string cheese, and peaches for the baby. P wasn’t much interested in eating though. He had W A Y more fun destroying daddy’s office. Look at all these papers that were screaming “throw me”.
“What ma? I’m not doing anything rotten. Just helping daddy file some papers.” (More like helping daddy “un-file” some papers)
I love this pic of P sitting on the floor behind J’s desk. He looks like he is really working hard studying those financial reports, huh? Maybe he came across his 529 College Savings Plan statement. If so, he was probably thinking “Ma, lets cash-in and buy some toys!”
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Haha, oh so much trouble to get in there
Those papers had to be thrown, BabyBoy would have completely agreed, hee!
omg LOVE the pic of him on the floor looking over his numbers! totally looks like he really is even though i’m sure it was ripped in half the second u were done snapping the pic. maybe they’ll be biz partners in 22 yrs!
that’s so bad and cute at the same time!! you can’t help but think it’s cute!!