My toddler is home from school today and is “working” beside me on the sofa. Our sofa featuring: a.) her favorite teddy, cleverly named Beary, who I have to go hunt down at least a dozen times a day, b.) her sticker book that she keeps asking me to “read” despite it only being stickers, c.) the readable book that she refuses to let me read instead, d.) a needoh, and e.) a plate of pancake puffs of which she ate one and then promptly decided she didn’t want anymore. I’m getting less than 0 work done today. I haven’t gone to my office out back even once.