I Heart the Lowercase i.

We are a tangled mess of arms and legs, this trio.
We are snuggled up like the grandparents in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. All piled into one bed, feet to head, head to feet, the occasional mosaic of the letter H or the I.

I bought an iPad today. The boys are on their iPods. Tuck spent some time on my MacBook. They alternate by trading their devices or using my iPhone.

We are an Apple Family. It’s a little scary how much this is true.

Instead of counting the dollar signs in this bed, I choose to measure the creativity and brain power. As part of me acknowledges how we are painfully spoiled in contrast to the rest of the world, I will also commit to use these amazingly intuitive devices to contribute to the world.

Interestingly, while I would never consider shorter fingernails for my piano teacher of eight years, I’m thinking about trimming them for this iPad keyboard.

Dear Apple,
I am sorry it took me so long to find you.
I shall never let you go.
All my love,
T.