After Noah left for work, Chris and I fell into our routine of building blocks and puzzles, counting up to twenty, cutting out pictures of animals he could name from magazines and gluing them in his scrapbook, and practicing his reading before taking a late lunch break.  

Usually, after lunch, I’d read to him, but today he requested I play a video game called Mario Smash Bros. with him. I agreed. I didn’t feel much like reading anyway. I was still feeling a bit groggy and weak, ...