My younger niece, the 1-year-old, was closing in on bedtime and getting sleepy and cuddly. She toddled over to where I was playing with the kids on the floor and plopped in my lap.
My son immediately ran over and hugged onto me. "No!" he chastised her. "My mama!"
I showed him that there was room for me to cuddle on them both, and that his cousin wasn't going to steal me away from him, but he was still pretty put-out. That's when I started getting nervous about Sunday.
