What Do You Do?

What do you do when a small boy who is suddenly two, wearing dinosaur footie pyjamas, takes you gently by the hand on his birthday morning and asks you so sweetly, albeit with only two words, to let him sit in your lap and watch the first part of his favourite movie even before breakfast has been eaten? What do you do when you know this will make you late for work, of which you missed 1.5 days last week due to a cold, and you still have to make yourself a lunch and pack the diaper bag for Grandma?

You sit down with the boy, that's what you do. You sit with this little ball of love in your lap and you marvel at this amazing creature who has been in your life for two years but has somehow been in your heart forever, and you stare at him in wonder. You press your cheek to his head and breathe in his warmth and you smile as he leans back into you and puts his small chubby hand on yours. You tell yourself the same thing you realized when he was three days old and you were suddenly overcome with tears and love... that he'll never be this small again.

And you vow to work through lunch.