Soft padding of feet, a glimpse of a pink nightgown, and a tightly-clutched teddy bear behind me as I blearily look at my computer, coffee in hand. Hugs as I sniff her baby smelling head.
Second child comes down, in nothing but underpants. His round tummy is irresistible. He almost purrs as I rub his back and try to eat him because he’s such an old bear.
Reason #45872 why I’m glad I get to work from home.