Cause Enough to Shut It Down

I was just finishing up work last night when the little angel breezed in. She is very firm with me -- when I say "three more emails," she stands over my shoulder and holds me to it. I was trying to fudge a little last night, so finally she flopped on the chair in my office in frustration.

"My feet need to feel the fresh air, Mommy," she huffed. "Hurry up and let's go for a walk."

And that? Was the best thing I'd heard all day. We abandoned the laptop mid-email.