On Meetings and Lazy Mornings.

It' been a week of meetings and much work. 

So we seized the opportunity for a morning of play on the rug, followed by tall mugs of hot cocoa with marshmallows.

I have these crazy impulses to check in with the Craunlets on mornings like these–the quiet after the busy–and indulge in sweet conversations with them. So I started by asking Nate one of my favorite and familiar questions:

ME: Will you be my baby forever?

NATE: Eyes wide, large smile, slow nod in the affirmative. Whispers: Yes. [pause] Except, I still want to have birthdays.

ME: OK.

NATE: [continuing] And I want to be a doctor when I grow up. I want to work all day. And then I want days off from work.

ME: What will you do on your days off?

NATE: I will play with my babies, [clarifying] my kids.

ME: How many kids will you have?

NATE: Well, maybe one or two. [big smile, eyes meeting mine] And I will have boys. All that Poppy has is girls, so we will have boys. 

ME: Will you be a good daddy?

NATE: [again, those big dreaming eyes, and wide smile] Nodding: Yes.

ME: And do you promise to be my baby forever?

NATE: [same response] Yes. [he is certain]

And all is right in the world.