(scene opens in cold dinning room)
Husband: (shuffles in) Listen up, I want you all to go check your school stuff and get ready for tomorrow. Fresh pens, clean clothes, Chromebooks charged. Go.
(children scatter, Carrot at laptop, become progressively more morose)
Gamma: (singing to herself, pounds down stairs) I’m going to see my friends tomorrow! I can hardly wait so see my friends! I missed them so much! I can hardly wait to go to school!
Me: You’re not.
Gamma: (stunned) What?
Me: You’re not. Just got an email from the school. Too many hot cases, so they’re going to be doing distance learning for a couple of weeks.
Gamma: (wails) But I want to go back to school!
Me: Trust me, baby, I want you to go back to school too.