This is actually a job?

Well the summer has come and it is now time to start working again. I have not worked all through the school year and now I am running low on funds so I decided over the summer I am going to need a job to get those funds. Well fortunately for me, I did not have to search really hard or really at all for the job that I have now. A lady in my ward just emailed me and asked me if I wanted to do some respite work with a little girl in the ward for the summer and instantly I agreed. I was so excited for this job.

When I came back to Gilbert, I went in to sign some papers. Well some papers turned out to be a stack of papers about an inch thick. I was so tired of my name by the time I was done filling out the papers. Oh and I had to fill out tax stuff and let me tell you that just flew right over my head. I did not know what to do. I am actually pretty sure I filed all of that wrong. oops. Good thing I can go change it with the help of super mom. :D

Anyways after all the paper work was filled out I was able to start my job on Monday. Now I sit here on Friday night and think to myself..."self, is this really a job?" I think this to myself because I have really enjoyed working with this little girl. She gets grumpy some times but other than the occasional grumpiness she is she is such a cutie.

For example, she was playing with her big bouncy ball with me the other day and she kept getting her hair in her face so she would wipe it away behind her ears and then start playing again. Well one time when she stopped to do that, she looked up at me and said, "wait Tessa stop." I waited and she came over and looked at my face then she took her hands and wiped my bangs out of my eyes. Only she did not wipe them the right way. She actually made it get in my eyes even worse so I had to help her fix it. I thought it was so sweet though that she would come over and help me see a little better. Ah she is so cute.

I also think it is funny that so many people ask me when I am with her out in public how old my daughter is. I was thrown off a couple times when they asked me that because I was thinking "WHOA WHOA WHOA! I do not have any children so lets not be pushing any buttons here" I actually think it is funny when they say that. I just keep thinking if she were my daughter I would have had her at the age of 16. Wow crazy!! No thank you on that age. That is way too young for a child haha.

All in all I am getting paid to do something I love. I am so glad I have this job. It is so great! Oh and I get to continue a job sort of like this when I go back to Thatcher but only with another child. I will miss this girl that I work with tremendously but her other respite worker will be with her again after the summer. She will be happy to have her back.