Conversation with Atty

Me: Atty, don't you want to play on your mat?

Atty: No, Mama, I just want to climb on you and bite your face.

M: Um, I'd rather be working on some other things right now. Don't you know you're supposed to just play quietly and coo at me periodically when I have other things to do?

A: No, Mama, I just want to climb on you and bite your face.

M: Is that the only thing you want to do?

A: Yes. And maybe pull your hair or burrow into your chest. Those would be fine, too.

M: How about if I put some formula in a small bottle so you can feed yourself?

A: Oh ok, but only for a minute. Then I'm going to want to start kicking you.

M: Ok. Just as long as my hands are free.

So I type this while being kicked by a milky-faced cherub. Maybe I can embroider while he sleeps...soon...I hope.