Compelled

I feel bad a lot because I've been working more lately. Kendi likes to have me play with her a lot and I have to tell her that "I'm working." One day I went into the office because Kendi was in there and being very quiet. She was sitting in the computer chair playing with a dead computer mouse I had given her. I asked her what she was doing and she responded, "I'm working."

A few days later. I was in the office working, as always, and Kendi came to me and asked, "Pictures Kendi?" Which means she wants to see the digital scrapbooks we make on the computer. She specifically asked for the "Baby Jesus" one from Christmas where she does hand actions to the nativity story. I had to tell her that I didn't have them because they are not on my computer, they are on Jared's. But I asked if she wanted to do the "Baby Jesus" story with me. All she said was, "Kendi do it . . . not workin'." It took me a moment to think that maybe she had already tried to look at the pictures by herself. I told her to show me what she did and she took my hand and pulled me into the living room. Sure enough, Jared's computer was sitting on the couch with all kinds of error messages and windows open.