Yesterday I packed up the 3 kids and we visited Scott at his office. His co-workers had wanted to see Anna, plus they had been so thoughtful by throwing a baby shower for Scott shortly after she was born. We brought Scott a tub full of candy and the boys drew pictures to decorate his cube. Conner's was a picture of Darth Vader, of course. After-wards we walked over the mall for a McDonald's lunch and some Old Navy shopping. Conner got a new blue coat, just like he wanted. He's very particular about the coats he will wear.
It was a nice afternoon. Nice to get out of the house, and nice to see Scott in his element, and nice to match faces to the names of all his co-workers. I realized when we got home that in the 2 1/2 years that Scott has worked there we have visited only twice. And it felt kinda weird/awkward being there -- not quite sure what the rules or boundaries are in a corporate office where Scott is just another employee. Contrast that to both mine and Scott's childhoods where we had dads who were self-employed and visiting dad at work happened almost daily. Dad's office was like another home. Strangely enough, when Scott got home yesterday he made the exact same comment! It was pretty funny that we were thinking the same thing.
