Sometimes the littlest things can make you the most frustrated. Technology has been a part of our family since my youngest son was 10 years old. By the time he was a teenager he new how to hack into computers at his school and of course learning to hack into local businesses seemed to give him and his friends much pleasure.
Let me assure you, that, now as a grown man, he regrets all the foolish mistakes he made.
So now we have 4 remote controls just to turn on the TV, one for CD's, one for DVD's and VCR.
The other day a friend brought over a cassette. I had to go in my car to listen to it.
What's the point? Everybody knows how these functions work and then they change things on me, and expect me to know how to put the technology back together.
(That's why I have my own computer, under lock)
Thanks for all my post-it notes that explain the different steps.!(As long as I can find them.)
Watch those little hands and fingers fly through the controls. More frustrating is that my Big Mac (41/2) comes over and sits down and uses two remote controls in his hands and knows how to put on the Little Einsteins and lets me know the old shows that should be deleted.
I'm amazed at how his minds work. He's totally in charge.
His hands never sit idle, as you can see him whipping around with them. Very similar to his father and grandfather. Now it all makes sense. The worst is when you can't find the remotes.
I love the contentedness of his little brother. He justs wants to be fed and cuddled.
I still like to think of the simple things like making a cake. At least I know that no one has taken my cookbooks or played with my stove buttons. That would be to boring for them.
"The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life." ~Robert Louis Stevenson