Heather finally got a long-desired wish; she got to touch the laptop. She was ecstatic.
Maybe it's my imagination, but it really seems like she caught on to how I type and kind of, sort of tried to make her hands work the same way. She would occasionally stop mashing keys and gently slide her fingers across the touchpad. She also discovered the button that makes the menu pop up and disappear and she spent a bit of time pressing it repeatedly.
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The apple doesn't fall far from the tree? (Or maybe it's the power of forbidding something. I'm going to forbid my kids to do calculus.)