Everybody likes donuts…

And water…

(Watch out Max. Looks like someone’s going to push you in…)

Bruce and I have taken on the property management of my mom’s Cape May properties. Bruce is installing new mailboxes for three of the units, and hired a handyman to pour some concrete where the mailboxes will be in between the two front houses. Evidently yesterday the handyman poured the concrete and then left for a while to wait for it to set before going back to finish it. Bruce told me he got a call later from the handyman …

“There’s a problem.”

“What kind of problem?”

“There’re footprints in the concrete.”

“Can you fix it?”

“Yes, but there’s still a problem.”

“What kind of problem?”

“You’ll have to call the tenants. The footprints are small.”

At this point in the story, I burst out laughing. Bruce called Morgan to see if the kids were home. JR was. I can just picture him happily skipping home from school, turning to come down the walkway and his excitement in seeing the wet concrete. I wish I could say I had a picture to show you, but I don’t.

Now does this look like the face of mischievousness?

Stay tuned the next couple of days for more pictures of the photo shoot.

From WORK with LOVE!