Schedules might be for squares, but after three days of a wackadoodle schedule at home with the boy, it was kind of disaster getting out of the house this morning for work. The boy asked, “Dad, are you going to work?” I said, I’m going to try, if the trains are running. The boy said, “Just work at home today.” I said, I can’t. The boy said, “Look at my face. This is what I look like when I’m sad.” I told him I’d be home tonight and then we can play.

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