Weekday Mornings

One nice thing about not having to go to work until after SAM is that I get to spend a little bit of time with Margaret in the mornings. SAM gets a similar amount of time in the evenings between when she comes home and when I usually get home, so it's nice that we each get a little bit of special time with M each day.

For some reason, Margaret was a bit fussy and feeling out of sorts this morning, and after SAM left, was especially sticky to me.

After her breakfast, I took her down from her high chair and set her up on the rug with some toys while I got ready to eat my breakfast.

Instead of playing with her toys or crawling around the house, she came over to me, pulled herself up, and laid her head on my leg.

Nothing could have melted my heart more.

She loves bags these days
Of course, I had to pull her up and sit her in my lap and feed her bits of my muffin as I made my way through breakfast one handed.

Through it all, she sat happily in my lap and we enjoyed an incredibly nice breakfast together.

Afterwards, she didn't want to hang out alone, so we read and played (and took photos) on the floor together. For much of it, she didn't want to sit on her own as she normally does, and instead, stepped into the space inside the the triangle that my legs outlined while sitting cross legged and held tightly to my shirt, while bouncing up and down on her feet. Alternatively, she would pull herself to me and put her head on my chest.

My daughter was acting all lovey dovey and smiley and didn't mind no matter how much I kissed and snuggled her.

Really, it was paradise.

In my lap
Unfortunately, I eventually did have to leave for work, but it was entirely too difficult to tear myself away and I seriously considered going in late.

Sadly, after coming home from work, she wasn't in the mood to repeat the tenderness of the morning, but there's always tomorrow...