Tap tap tap

It's Thursday, and that can mean only one thing...I'm working from home and you want to help. You have a sixth sense that I'm in the house on a Thursday and insist on coming to find me, we have no idea how you know I'm in as I start work before you wake up and I'm hidden away, but sure enough you come banging on the door every Thursday until I open up to a big grin. I love every minute of working from home, I get to hear you and daddy playing downstairs (you're usually giggling away) and you come in for the occasional hug too...plus I finish at 12 and we get to have a rare family afternoon. This is you "tap, tap, tapping" away