I love the computer. I guess I take after my daddy. As soon as the door to the computer room is open, I run up and get on the chair and start pounding the keyboard and playing with the mouse. Yes I know how to move it around and click its keys. So tonight, right before my bath, I escaped my dad's grip and made it into the room. Up on the chair and here I am:
And there I am on the screen:
Wow! This is a bit postmodern...I love it! I will blogging myself in no time.