I thought Jonathan learned a hard lesson yesterday. I also found out who got my genes for tearing things apart. Jonathan left the laptop that I gave to him and Rebecca in his room where his little brother could get it. Timothy decided to see just how many keys he could pull off. It looked like a plucked chicken when he was done.  Jonathan’s still missing a couple keys and I need to perform some surgery to fix a couple of them. I told him that until he finds all of the keys, he’ll be unable to use it.

I told both of them that this is why I have no desire to buy them a better computer. To this, Jonathan brought out a keyboard and plugged it in. I hate seeing him pulling the same stunts that I did to my parents but I’ve got to give him credit for problem solving.