“Papa (Daddy), please fix this!”, my four-year old nephew sweetly asked my brother while handing him his broken toy.
My brother and I were discussing something important at that time. After a while, it was his one and a half-year old daughter who was handing him her toy balloon, asking him to fill it with air, so she can play with it. But even before we could even attempt to resume our discussion, his eldest cut in again politely, excusing himself first before popping a question about the puzzle he was trying to solve.
Can you imagine how it is like to manage a serious discussion with these little, adorable creatures interrupting all the time?