according to the clock that was almost certainly photoshopped into this stock image, it is a crispy 60 degrees in there, in freedom units

That child is unsettling me. He's like a mini-android built to 1950s standards of a Good Angelic Little Boy. Sitting on the floor staring vacantly at the far wall pretending to play with a car, a wooden elephant, and four (4) blocks while wearing his sunday best and sporting perfectly combed hair and the most dead smile I have ever seen on a child's face.