Later

Children sit down to eat.

Parents rush around.

"B'Elanna, have you seen my conn report?"

"Ask Michael, he was playing with it last night."

Deep breath.

"Mikey, have you seen Daddy's padd?"

Nod.

Patiently, "Where?"

Shrug.

"That's it. I'm going to get put on report, get demoted… Oh never mind, it was in the toy box"

"Boys, come on hurry up."

"Where are my boots?"

"Under the bed."

"Boys, hurry!"

"Can you get their shoes on?"

"I can only find three!"

"Well the fourth has to be somewhere."

"Boys, are you done yet?"

"Janeway to Paris"

"Shit"

"You're late"