Attempt to read article about quantum entanglement. Be interrupted by your youngest three kids repeatedly. Re-read the same paragraph a dozen times. Change rooms. Be interrupted by your oldest daughter who wants to explain something to you about Latin. Seriously? Tell her no.

“Yeah, I’m gonna do it anyway. In Latin there are three declensions blah blah blah . . . So I have to memorize the accusative form for these words in order to conjugate the blah blah blah . . . Which is why I’m doing all these flash cards.”

Make joke about how you’re going to start using the accusative form with your wife. Learn that it’s for direct objects. Pretend you knew that. In the middle of this exchange, be discovered by your youngest son, who says “I wondered where you were hiding” and climbs onto your back to lock his arms around your head in a vice grip.

Realize that, whatever the unread article may say, your life is probably one long example of quantum entanglement. Give up and launch tickle attack.