Yesterday I was working on my laptop during my daughter’s naptime (which is a common practice around here). When I heard her stirring in the next room, I brought her out to lay on my shoulder for a moment as she was “waking up.”
She started getting fidgety so I said, “Can you just sit next to me for about five minutes while I finish this project?”
But she insisted on sitting on my lap. As I typed – balancing her on my knees and away from my pregnant belly – I started to feel just a tad bit frustrated at my inability to see the keys on my laptop. “Can you please just sit here for two minutes? I’m almost done.” (I really was almost done. I just needed 2 minutes…).
That’s when she took my face in both of her hands and said, “Just one kiss, please.”
So I closed my laptop and decided that my project could wait until after bedtime.