I never, repeat, NEVER get to use my fancy new laptop. My iPod is my only refuge when I am home. The boys, Hubby included, urgently need me as soon as I even think about getting near it. I have tested this many times. It always ends in tears (sometimes just mine). Even the P O D (I have to spell in front of Harry) has to be hidden most of the time. Daddy, on the other hand is free to use any and all electric media, whether or not Mommy is home/busy/etc. (Don't get me started.)
So, I am typing this on the ipod with two fingers, in the dark, lying next to a sleeping baby, who needs me touching him in order to remain asleep. I only hope Blogger will load it and there won't be too many typos.