Joy of my life

Twice each day, Malachy sits at the computer with me to pick the nursery rhymes he wants to shake his plastic bottle full of broad beans to. He bashes away at the keyboard. He picks up the mouse and tries to eat it. He pulls at all the wires. He tries to poke at the animated pictures on the lcd screen. Now he’s got toast stuck under the space bar of the keyboard. The boy is a genius.


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