Kavya hugs me and holds on, grinning, saying, "You don't have permission to go!"
Me: Oh? How do I get permission?
K: You need to give me a million chocolate chips!
Me: How about five?
K, considers for perhaps half a second: Okay!
And now we know what mommy's presence is worth. :-)
(Anand agreed to the same deal, totally delighted that he was getting unexpected morning chocolate.)