The bedroom door opened, causing a little boy to turn toward it and find his mother standing right in front of it. A broad smile appeared on his sweet face when he saw the person he had been looking for since he woke up.
"Mama!" he cried, then crawled to the end of the bed and raised both hands.
Two tiny hands, belonging to a 5 year old boy. Noel, who saw him, smiled softly and walked over to him. He lifted the boy and sat him on his lap right at the edge of the bed.
"Hey, did you just wake up? Were you looking for me?" he asked in a softer voice than a few moments ago.
He nodded his head. "Yes, I was looking for mama! Where did mama go?"
Noel chuckled and stroked the head of his own son. "Mama just finished work. Mama had a lot of things to do, so Mama wasn't there when you woke up earlier."
"Is mama still busy working? When will mama play with me?"
