For some reason, Dizzle is crazy obsessed with my business card. She carried it around all day yesterday. And once every ten minutes or so, she would bring it over to me and say, "Mom, can you teach me how to do this yet?" (she wants to run, not create her own business card).
It must have started bothering Doodle at some point because she came over to me with tears streaming down her face and asked, "Are you going to be Dizzle's running coach?"
"Um, sure. If she wants me to be."
Doodle didn't not like that answer. She responded by stomping her feet and screaming, "BUT I WANT YOU TO BE MY RUNNING COACH! Look how fast I am."
At which point, Doodle and Dizzle proceeded to have a race around our staircase. It was unclear who the winner was, but they finished, out of breath and demanded to know who I was going to coach.
I told them I would take them both on as clients. They seemed happy with that.
But when I asked them how they were going to pay for my services, they just laughed. In fact, Dizzle said, "Can't you just be our running coach? We live in the same house you know."
Yes, Dizzle. I know. But it would be nice if I occasionally got paid for everything I do for you ...