I stop, smile at Jack and answer, "I understand, however your son Ivan wants to go and play in the woods."Jack shakes his head and answers, "Masha, th...t wouldn't be wise; there are things in these woods that are not safe."I make certain I hide the shock on my face when my husband uses 'that would not be wise', another of our code phrases. His words let me know I need to keep my children close to me for safety. I somewhat understand as I remember the wolves and the bears leading the Mossad team. "Bob said, "Well, I was reading lots of studies about success and all. Many tried to distill the personality traits you had to have to succeed – sort of like that list I just gave you. Few of the studies agreed, so I looked a little higher and saw what they wanted you do be was a role model – to live an exemplar life. So, not only do you believe in yourself, as we talked about last week, but also you are a role model or, in the case of our ice princesses, a perfect boyfriend."Jim teased, "You. "After all the years I've given this company, you waltz in here and take a quick look around and decide to throw me out with the trash. I'm going to get a lawyer and sue your ass, Hancock. No snot-nosed owner's son is going to treat me this way. By the time I'm finished with you, I'll own this place. You've got a nasty shock coming to you."With that, he rose, gathered some items from his desk, threw what I assumed was the office key on the desk, put on his coat and stomped out of the office. I. Both take after me. Both drive daddy around the bend and he wouldn't have it any other way.And here's me. Happily married. A regular soccer mom.Babette is here too. Sat beside me taking in the sun under a Mister Blue Sky that stretches to the far horizon. Above all others, she is the one who guided me when I needed it the most and made sure I kept on the straight and narrow no matter how much I bitched at her. I owe that woman so fucking much. Though I'll never forgive her for that sex toy.