Spent the day busy and productive and focused on work. Mose doesn’t start school until next Monday, so he was in the house with us. I didn’t have a lot of time to hang with him, and in fact got annoyed more than once with his (occasionally noisy/interrupting) presence.
I finally played with him a little after dinner and told him a story, and he brought me up short: “Mama, I wish time would go slower when I’m with you.”
Way to cut right to the quick there, son.
