Will: Hi, Mom.
Vy: So what's my little man working so hard at?
Will: Ugh, this math, but hey this can wait. You're only gonna be out here a few days.
Vy: No, don't worry about it. I'll entertain myself. Go ahead. [pulls a chair up next to Will] Wait a minute, baby. [sharpens Will's pencil] [pulls a piece of fluff out of Will's hair] [Will sniffles] Blow.
Will: Mom, what are you doing?
Vy: I said blow. [Will blows his nose] Good boy. [puts a blanket over Will's shoulders]
Will: Come on, Mom.
Vy: Sorry. [blows away Will's eraser marks]
Will: You know what, Mom? I can do this later. Why don't we go somewhere, have some fun?
Vy: Fun? William, you gotta learn how to concentrate. Now your schoolwork comes before anything else. Will. [takes a photo of Will] Now keep studying.