my own business) The Imp brought me a lovely tray of some of my favourite foods. Before he handed it to me, he said "Be careful, Mommy, might be hot." Then he thoroughly blew on the food twice, smiled up at me and said, "It's all cool down now Mommy. You could eat it."
Funny when they start to echo back to you the exact words and behaviour you show them, isn't it?
I decided paperwork could wait, and had a delicious imaginary breakfast with my boy. Because that's what Sundays are for.