In the digital world, it was a hit. In the living room, the "World's Best Mom" mug sat cold and forgotten.
The living room was staged like a movie set. Sarah adjusted the ring light, ensuring the glow hit the "World's Best Mom" mug just right. In the center of the rug sat Toby, a toddler with a face full of cracker crumbs, and Barnaby, a Golden Retriever whose patience was visibly thinning.
The crash was spectacular. Toby began to wail, a high-pitched siren of betrayal.
