Spoiled or insecure?

Quincy hasn't wanted to leave my arms since I picked him up yesterday. It's very sweet, but I realized this morning that catering to that was going to leave me unable to basically carry on my everyday life. I'm still going to hold him a lot, but I'm trying to figure out a way that I can work around the house, keep him safe, and allow him to see that I'm still here.

I've settled on my round plastic laundry basket as a temporary playpen / nap basket. I put down a towel and a couple of his toys (that he doesn't play with just yet) and put him in there while I was hanging up laundry in the bedroom. Within 5 minutes of his whimpering starting, he fell asleep. I think he's still asleep, because I don't hear anything, and I'm in the office right now.

He may be the only man worthy of me cleaning up the house. :)