Henry called me into his room tonight, long after he should have been asleep. Sam put him to bed for me so I could work.
"So, Mommy, how is your work?"
"Fine. Thank you for asking."
"Are you all done?"
"No, not quite yet."
"Are you picking up toys?"
"No, I am doing some work on my computer for my job."
"Why are you doing your work in your pajamas?"
"Because it is late, and I am sleepy and as soon as I am finished with my work I want to go to bed."
"Oh. Will your work be happy?"
Grin. "Yes. I think they will be happy."
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