There aren't enough zeros that could be added to a paycheck to make it more worthwhile than this form of compensation. My sweet boy, his sunny smile, a happy afternoon moment shared over carrot sticks and graham crackers.
So while my job isn't glam or prestigious and the benefits are crap (some days, literally)...it's my dream job all the same.
Even if he looks like this one hour later.
Please, please, please let that just be mud.