Riley has decided that since she spends most of her days at the office with her me, that she might as well do some work. To be quite honest I think her slave driver of a Pop Pop wants to see her apply herself. So he put her to work answering phones.
Can you please hold? KM. Kelley & Associates, this is Riley...
Let me schedule you an appointment. How does Wednesday look?
Don't bother me. I'm working.
He even makes her work through lunch. Here she is, she must have lost her voice from answering so many calls so she uses her sign language for eat.
Not only does she work through her lunch break, but she has hired someone to cut up her bites for her with all the over time she has made.
Napkin??
The pressures of being a hardworking baby.
