So about the PS3...
The short of it is that Almonds broke it.
The long story isn't that long, either. We hadn't gotten any new toys for her to play with, and so a lot of times she just converts whatever she can get her hands on into her own toy. So far she's used pens as witch wands, jar lids as cymbals, ID cards as chew toys, and a whole bunch of other things.
The PS3 became her new drum.
Boy, is she strong. When I go to work and Jobi watches her, oftentimes he'll just leave her to play on her own while he plays a videogame (or two). So apparently when he plays with the PS3, so does she! (hahahahaha!!!) She hit it so hard that at first the CD inside couldn't come out. Now, not only is the CD stuck, but the whole thing won't play. One day I came home from work to Siope's shrieks (more like grunts) of nos and look-what-you-dids and I-can't-believe-it's-brokens.
So now... the PS3 is broken. Jobi is upset. I am thrilled. And Almonds now has toys her own age!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
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