No, sorry Archie, I’m busy cleaning this place up.
What a lousy response! He wasn’t asking me to play trains with him all afternoon long, but at that moment a clean house was more important than spending time with my little boy.
While I sit here and regret my response, he’s fast asleep now and has probably long forgotten me rejecting his offer.
But it scares me to think over this… one day this little boy will be all grown up, and the offer to play trains with him will be long gone. I’ll probably be sitting in a clean house, wishing like anything I was back in this messy house playing with my kids.