No, I usually don’t let Bryan sleep on my shoulder while I work. I was just holding on to him while Grace was getting ready to give Bryan his formula. But if any image can sum up the tight shifts Grace and I run on with Bryan, this is it. Sometimes I rock Bryan to sleep while fumbling to read the required reading for class. And when Bryan refuses to talk to his buddies on the mobile, no worries, I have excelled in the skill of one-hand typing — an artistry all computer using fathers must master.