Guilt attack... AGAIN!

It happened yesterday night.

Me: Ashley, Mummy needs to work tonight.
Ashley: Ok, don't disturb you right?
Me: Uh... yes...
(I felt thoroughly guilty.  I think she must have been scolded too much by me when she comes to me and wants my attention, when I was working... haiz...)

2hrs later, I had completed most of my work, and started to wonder what Ashley was doing (yes, when I am doing my work, most of the time i become oblivious to what's happening around me), I called her.  And she gave an exuberant shout of joy and answer "Yes, Mummy...".  Like a little bullet train, she ran out of the bedroom where she was playing with Alan and came to my side with a gorgeous heartbreakingly sweet smile.  She was so happy to be able to have my attention... my sweet sweet darling...