Waiting

Over the years, we've had a couple of computers. It's a long standing family joke, as I would always refer to the computer as "ours," but everyone knew it was mine. If Robert wanted to use the computer, he would wait very patiently until I was done (we're talking hours here). Same went for the kids.

So Rob bought himself a laptop in the spring. Was he surprised to find he had to wait to use him computer? I loved that it was soooooo much faster than mine. The kids loved it too. A newer, faster computer just meant that we could find more things to do on it, and we would eagerly clamor for our turn.

When we bought a second laptop for me to use, we put away the old desktop. Now we had two fast computers for four people, pretty awesome, but the kids still had to jockey for who got on what computer.

Holly saved her allowances and birthday money and bought her own laptop last month. So we are up to three: Robert uses his in the bedroom; I sit at the kitchen counter; Holly lounges with hers on the couch. It was natural to assume that the wait time for a computer would be minimal.

But there's a new kid kit in town.