Why I'm not on the internet all that often these days.
Presenting a typical 3 minutes of attempting to use the computer with baby Kurt on my lap:
No, you cannot have the mouse.
No, you still cannot have the mouse.
Hey! Put down the mouse.
Whoa, don't touch that cord.
Hold it, hold it... get that out of your mouth. Is that my thumb drive?
Come on, sit down, OOF that's my stomach, ah wait! Don't grab that, it's a speaker, not a toy.
Dang it, how did you manage to hit the Windows key?
Okay, where'd my browser go?
What program is that? Where did it even come from?
*sigh* Fine, fine... let's go read a book.
No, you cannot have the mouse.
No, you still cannot have the mouse.
Hey! Put down the mouse.
Whoa, don't touch that cord.
Hold it, hold it... get that out of your mouth. Is that my thumb drive?
Come on, sit down, OOF that's my stomach, ah wait! Don't grab that, it's a speaker, not a toy.
Dang it, how did you manage to hit the Windows key?
Okay, where'd my browser go?
What program is that? Where did it even come from?
*sigh* Fine, fine... let's go read a book.