i'm not exactly at the top of my game in the morning.
and neither is cash.
so it makes for some iffy moments around here when nate gets home from work and cash and i are in zombie mode on the couch.
yesterday, it spelled disaster.
i was nursing a cup of coffee and a scone, cash was trying desperately to watch his cartoons sans interuptions and nate was just trying to get some attention.
he playfully tossed a pillow at cash, who was NOT amused.
suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, i spotted a pillow sailing in my direction, knocking my almost full cup out of my hand and onto the computer.
i'm going to let that sink in for a moment.
coffee. on. computer.
good thing i was half asleep, otherwise i really would have freaked the hell out.
after a full day sitting in a bed of rice, the computer came out unscathed.
except now it smells like vanilla creamer.
anyone know if there is a market for scratch-n-sniff laptops?
cause this kid is all over it.