I got called in to a C-section this morning at 5:30- Zach had crawled into our bed, so the call woke him up.

“Momma, is wake up time yet?”

“No bug, go back to bed.”

“Momma, you going to work?”

“Yes, sweetie, there is a sick baby that needs Mommy’s help”

“Is ok I come with you and help?

“That is so nice, but the baby only needs Mommy.”

“Please!  I will listen!”

“No, sweetie, stay here”

“Ok, is ok then I watch a movie?”

Sigh… looking at my watch.  “Ok you can have a movie”

“And a picnic”

“Ok, a picnic too.”  I start his movie and dash downstairs to get his food.

“No momma, a bigger picnic”

I get him a little more food and wonder what excuse I can use when I’m late to the OR.

“Ok Momma, I’m fine now.  You can go now.  I love you”