Needless to say, they were both surprised to see me last night. More on that later. Maybe.
e tells me that The Boy has been kneeling at the head of the bed pecking away at the headboard. When she asks what he's doing, he replies, "I'm working on the computer (com-poo-doh-doh as he says it) like Daddy."
Today e asked him to show me how he worked on the computer. After he showed me he said, "Daddy you come show me how to work on the computer." So here we are, furiously typing away on our pretend keyboards:
