Can’t fool the fooler
I have coined a new term: Procrastisnogging.
It’s a term for what Cole does when there are chores to be done. I am sitting and writing or reading and Cole comes over and starts being all kissy and huggy while I am trying to do things. Not that he’s not usually affectionate, he is, but it’s times like this morning where it’s obvious that he’s procrastinating doing cleaning by coming over and kissing me. Because of course I am not going to fault him for wanting a long hug or some kisses, right?