Rio: Mommy, why aren’t you playing with me?
Me: Sorry, sweetie, I’m working.
Rio: Can’t you just say to the people you’re working for, “Sorry, I have two kids and one of them needs me for an hour, I can’t do my work.” Can’t you say that, or would that be mean?
Me, kind of staggered: No, I could do that.
Rio: Will you, Mommy? Will you?
Me: Sure. Just let me wrap up what I’m doing.
Rio: YAY! Oh, and Mommy, be sure to say please. You should say, “Please may I stop working.”
So, um, editors of my writing and parents of my preschool: I am taking the next hour off. My apologies if that article isn’t on your desk tomorrow morning or the sippy cups haven’t been washed and lined up in their usual spot.
(Obviously if I knocked off work every time my five-year-old wanted my attention I’d never get anything done, but there’s nothing urgent on my plate that I could actually finish in the next hour, and being her mom is still my main job)
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