Everyone has heard the age old adage about Mother's never having enough time. Today was no exception. I had a bare 30 minutes to hit the gym and come back fast to get Taylor to a class. I left Taylor in charge of Callen because if I took him with me that would have cut my time down at least 5 minutes in pick-up and drop off. While I was on the eliptical I got 4 phone calls from Taylor. I know I should have picked the phone up but I knew that Trav was at home so if it was an emergency he could handle it. Plus I couldn't have talked if I had answered the phone I was so out of breath. When I finished I listened to the frantic voice mails of Taylor in tears I called home. Between frantic sobs I understood that Callen had done something to my computer. I told her I would be right home. I pictured red kool-aid spilled on my Mac. I think that helped because what I found was not as bad as if my computer had drank the kool-aid. Callen single-handedly ripped out 11 computer keys with Taylor sitting right next to him. She has no idea how he did it. I mean I knew the kid was going to be a professional race car driver when he grew up but now I have to add either a demolition man or a computer technician to his repertoire. $150 dollars of Taylor's allowance later my Mac will be good as new. She was so engrossed in a game on her itouch that she didn't even notice - she has a few consequences, one paying for the damage and 2 no itouch for a while. I hope she learns not to get that involved in her itouch again. I have to admit it is a bit awkward to type while I am missing keys but I am getting quite good at it while I am waiting for the new keyboard to come in. Plus it gives my computer personality. It is like when your kids lose their teeth and it is cute at first but then you want their teeth to grow in for Christmas pictures. Luckily my computer is getting brand new teeth tomorrow!
3 comments:
Thanks...now I totally don't feel bad about the $2 bottle of garlic powder Lincoln dumped on the floor while I was in the shower. I only feel bad that you were at the gym. I've given that up as evidenced by my bathroom scale (my new worst enemy) that I am thinking about throwing away. 12 weeks pregnant, 12 pounds gained. Not going well!
MISHA is pregnant?! Freak! I am so out of it! Baby central, I swear.
Anyways... really sad that Taylor had to pay 150 dollars. That makes me sad.
Rachel, this is nothing, you should go visit Becky one of these days and watch in amazement how a 2 yr old can go from sleeping fully dressed to dumping flour all over the mud room stark naked in 5 minutes! Plus get her to tell you about the time my parents left to come visit me at BYU and she was to babysit: Allen broke the neighbors window--Hey it was a dare, that was his defense! :)
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