Priorities

I have a dirty kitchen, a floor that needs swept, dinner to cook and a closet that needs some serious attention. But here we sit, you so sweetly cuddled up on my chest. I know that someday you won't want or need me to hold you, and someday I will wish I would have ignored the dishes and the closet and savored every moment with you.
So tonight, our chores can wait. And I don't feel bad about it in the least.