Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Child mentioned...

As I sit here, trying to get myself together to update my resume together, Spunx is on the floor in front of me. He's got an ancient keyboard that H had squirrled away somewhere. (SHould you ever need antique computer parts, my husband probably has...)

Anyway, Spunx delightedly pounds on the keyboard as though he is typing. He's sitting directly in front of the TV (Y0 Gabba Gabba, should you care). And he is having the best time.

No, Spunx has no computer (unless you count the TV, we're not insane) but he pounds contently, looking up at me every so often and chuckling heartily.

It's a good moment. I thought I'd share.