I'm blogging slooooowly from my iPad (so it'll be short, too! And no pictures!) because last week both out laptops got a bath. Joe blames Ethan, the person who actually poured the water on our devices, but I say Joe, who left an open water bottle FULL of water next to an open laptop that was playing music (baby magnet!) on the desk with a handy chair (for baby accessibility) might REALLY be to blame. But who knows. Now the MacBook is at the hospital, and it's not looking good. The hp won't even turn on, so it looks worse. It doesn't even get a trip to the technology hospital because it was on its way out anyway; it succumbed to second-hand splash in its old age. The best advice we heard for fixing a computer that got water dumped on it was "cover it in rice and leave it overnight; this will attract Asians who will come and fix it."
The iPad, though, is still alive! So now on to my story. Eli and Patrick found a tiny green caterpillar in our backyard, and they wanted to keep it to watch it turn into a butterfly. I suggested a container, they upped me one and said they could put it on the grass and put a container OVER it so the caterpillar would always have fresh food. Great! Two minutes later they were back inside looking for scissors; the caterpillar was so green and so tiny that as soon as they put it in the grass they lost it, and they would now cut down the grass to spy it more easily. I (wisely) counseled, "chances are you'll cut the caterpillar while you're cutting the grass." Eli looked me dead in the eye and declared, "chances are, WE NEED TO FIND IT." Back into the yard, scissors in hands, they never did relocate him but I had a good laugh!