Riley was determined to keep me from writing today.
First she wanted to take a nap on my work-in-progress.
Then she decided to help me turn the pages of my work-in-progress, and maybe I did need to go back a few pages and check a few things.
She didn’t like what I had written, so she decided to help me by grabbing a pen.
“See, I can do this better,” she says as she sticks her tongue out at me.
Well, I guess it tired her out, because she soon fell asleep, leaving me more confused with my work-in-progress than ever.