I like to visit Daddy at his desk while he works from home. I think he enjoys my visits as well. I always smile when I see him and he smile back. He’ll talk to me or sometimes let me sit on his lap for a while. I usually explore around his desk, try to get the trash can, and things like that. Today I came up to his desk, stood up, smiled at him, and then pooped. Not the kind of visit that he was hoping for. Daddy had to call Mommy to take me away and change me, but I didn’t want to go. I had just gotten there.