It’s five in the morning. My daughter is perched looking at the screen, probably hoping I’ll start playing with the Pokey dog. Poor kid, only dog she has is a computer one. And now she’s laughing at the screen, I’m not sure why. It’s just the Microsoft Word Processor page. I see it so much all day long it makes me cry. Not Kaiya, boy that screen is funny. It’s her dorky laugh, one that is more of a guffaw than anything. Also on my lap is my big black kitty. Who occasionally stretches out a claw to swat at Kaiya. I think to claim more space on my lap. He only succeeds in sticking my thigh with his sharp little claws. And then sitting on my hip is our new kitten, whom the toddler occasionally reaches over to pet. And on top of all of this I have to pee.