It looks like this if you are me or my husband (only my hand's mostly on the mouse):
And it looks like this if you are our son:
When this week is up, Mr. C. and I are going to shout "Hallelujah!" really loud because we met our deadlines. As for Max? He's going to have to enter rehab for his Yo Gabba Gabba addiction.
And now! I'm off to kick my husband off the desktop and start another round of processing.