A few years ago while I was in my high school pretty girl days, my dad told me that it was a good thing I was pretty. The story:
I volunteered at a local hospital for all of high school. My senior year I got selected to work in the ER and get high school credit. (SCORE) One night while talking to a security guard that I frequently talked to we began talking about the mountains. *Ensue city girl* I
Fast forward to now, almost 5 years later. With the upcoming deployment I've realized that I have 2 roles to fill now. Mommy and Daddy. So I've decided that my husband picked the wrong career so that I can be just another pretty face. I have to role up my sleeves and change the car oil, mow the grass (okay I haven't done that), shovel the snow, do the grocery shopping, wash the clothes, and clean the house. Not only am I taking on all the typical Mommy tasks, I am now taking on all the additional Daddy duties as well! Sure I can have my days where I act like a total girl, twirl my hair and snap my gum. But the majority of the next year will be growing as an adult, Mommy and Daddy.