[Pushing herself up to sit up straighter once more, she suppresses a second yawn with one hand, before using both to pat her lap.]
If you sit here there is plenty of room. Come, come...! You're not too old to sit on your mother's lap. This will help make up for the fact that you've done something terrible and out grown your mother. You have to take pity on me and give the illusion that my children haven't grown up over night.