Here's the scene right now.

Sesame Street on the television.

Me in my Cootie Bug pjs with a notebook computer on my lap. No bra. Haven't showered.

Toys all over the floor.

One crayon has been stripped of its outer coat and the rest is broken into a dozen pieces on the carpet.

Child bouncing from the coffee table, to the loveseat, to the couch and back and forth and back and forth.... completely naked.

11:39 am.

I'm a shoe-in for mother of the year.