I left the boys playing on my bed as Evan piled pillows up for them to jump into with a bounce. I remembered I needed to check something on the internet. I heard the pitter-patter of little feet and turned to see Sean running into the kitchen to get his juice,
Evan: Sean! Seanny! Se-ann-y! SE-ANN-Y! Sean! There you are! Sean. Come here. Come here, Sean! Come here, Sean. Sean! Come here! I told you to come here! Come on, Sean! Come here! SEAN!
And now you know how I feel, kid.