So Iman has this routine that’s specific to us praying at home, which generally involves getting on all fours, crawling between my feet and then standing up inside of my Abaya. Because I use a chair for half of my salah (for sajda, specifically) the space between my feet exists for the entire prayer, although previously, Iman has thought of better things to do halfway through salah and crawled out from underneath of my clothes and then run away to do something really worthwhile, like pinch her brother.
Today though, she almost made it through all four rakat of Isha.
Because she brought a book with her.
And she read it.
From beneath my Abaya.
Alhamdulillillahi Rabbil ‘Alameen….