Sometimes I think the CFO wishes that the Jr VP was a little girl; I think she imagines that there would then be less yelling and fighting at the HQ. In her fantasy she has a calm and delightfully girly little child to do girly stuff with like, say, decorate the HQ or a Christmas tree. More importantly in her fantasy, her child only very rarely growls, tackles people, throws things or gets in the habit of yelling in Monster voice “Watch me break stuff Mommy!” every 10 seconds and then actually trying to follow through on his command.

Anyway, that’s neither here nor there as the CFO is firmly stuck in the real world. Here is the lad, helping his Mommy this Saturday.