The agony of choice

This is not a crying girl. This is the look of conflicted desire: how do you choose between two things you want when you can only have ONE? Zuzu wanted me to come up and and cuddle. I offered instead to give her wake-up cuddles and the first hot chocolate in the morning (seconds when everyone else came down) AND story reading in the morning. The choice was hers: a quick tuck-in tonight, or the deluxe DaddyMom morning prize package. This is the look she made while wrestling with her choice. A little tonight or lots more tomorrow. A dad in the hand, or more tomorrow. Which do you think she chose?

Comments

  1. barbara lane says

    I’ll bet that zuzu chose cuddles now