Eli, from his bedroom: Daddy, come Wake Me Up!
Me: Wakey, wakey! Good morning, honey.
Eli dashes down the hall.
Me: Aren't you going to give me a good morning hug?
Eli: I have to go potty first. Then I'll give you a good morning hug. And a good morning kiss.
A tinkle a hug and a kiss later, Eli sits on my lap in my study. He yawns.
Eli: I yawned twice.
Me: Yes you did.
Eli: How many times did you yawn?
Me: I'm not sure, I wasn't counting.
Eli: Count your yawns, Daddy!
And so we spent several minutes counting yawns. Not all of them real.
Okay, it's mundane. But it was a charming, cuddly way to way to start the day before facing a gauntlet of conference calls for work.
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