I dont want to dive!

Since I stopped working I have had this obsession with looking at job postings for possible jobs I would be interested in or could get. Although I am very happy staying at home, there is a piece of the independent woman inside that says that I want to further my career and see how high up I can go.
This obsession is not really an issue but it intrigues me because I spent so much timing figuring out how to get out of a job and now I seem to obsess about the possibilities of having one.
Recently I have been thinking about the fact that when I graduate with my Masters in May I think I will get a part time job. It doesnt smake sense for me not to earn a few extra bucks (in addition to my online job) when I have my Masters. I have a friend who makes about $60 an hour doing counseling for under another woman in private practice. To work even 5 hours a week would be awesome. I have to look into this option at some point.

Other stuff....my little boy can crawl and pull himself up on stuff. It seems like everything happened within like two weeks. My little girl has been saying the cutest things as well. Her latest thing is that since my Mom attempted to explain the picture of my Grandma who passed away to her (where she is, what happened to her) she has been talking alot about it. The funniest thing is the way her brain puts things together. The last thing she told me was that she was old..."my face is old, my arms are old, I am going to dive in the water and go with God in the sky." Something went terribly wrong in the understanding here. Apparently die sounded like dive to her so she needs to dive in the water. The poor girl! We will watch her close when near the deep end of the pool.