Jun 06 2008
“That’s why we don’t let the baby play with $300 pieces of technology”
Of the many toys Lily can play with at our house, the ones she likes the best belong to mommy and daddy. Specifically, mommy’s laptop and daddy’s iPod Touch.
While mommy’s laptop has lost seven keys thanks to Lily, my iPod had remained unscathed until today.
Lily and I were playing on the kitchen floor when I decided to lookup something online. Rather than getting up to go to the computer in the other room, I decided to use my iPod Touch to surf the web-which meant Lily was interested in surfing the web.
After about 30 seconds of web surfing, Lily was done and wanted to put the iPod in a lunch bag.
In and out, in and out the iPod went, Lily grinning with glee. Then she decided to play with it like a car, rubbing it against the kitchen floor, still grinning with glee…until I took it away from her. I took a look to see if it survived and saw what I thought was a dog hair. I tried to get the dog hair off the screen but soon realized it was a scratch on the touch screen!
It’s not terrible (even though it’s right in the middle of the screen) and it really only shows up on things with either a light or white background. It’s enough to be annoying, but not enough to warrant getting a new one.
My wife reminded me “That’s why we don’t let the baby play with $300 pieces of technology.”
And yet, as you mentioned, my laptop is missing those seven keys…
D’oh. Well: I am currently looking at play versions of these things–play laptops, play cell phones, play remotes–still trying to think up a good birthday present for her. I realize that what she wants is what *you* have, not what is her version of what you have, but maybe she’ll soon go into a phase where she wants *her own.*
Dr. S
We’ve tried the play laptop (too fake looking) we even gave her an old remote with no batteries, but still she likes what she like. I too hope that it will soon be ‘her’ stuff that she likes.
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