It was an instant lover affair between the Bubs and the technology. He quietly whispered, "Beep, beep," apparently after each time Thomas tooted his horn. I couldn't hear the cartoon, so that's a guess. Although he later shared the second ear phone with me. That was a sign of sweetness that will get him far in life.
Soon he was kick'in back enjoying his cartoon as his mom and I just watched him watching Thomas. His mom and I looked at each other and laughed. We must have been laughing at his ease with the new technology. It seemed so intuitive to the Bubs. Operating a hand held computer, which was playing a video, while also finagling two ear phone pieces was simple for him. It was as if he'd been doing it for years. I think that I had more issues to hurdle when I watched my first program on the same piece of hardware a few years ago. It took me a little longer to grasp, but that may be because I didn't grow up with it. He's already grasping the concept of a touchscreen when I was fussing with rabbit ear antennas as a kid.
How am I going to teach the Bubs about being grateful later on? He's not even going to be able to imagine having to maneuver the rabbit ear antenna in order to get a clear picture. The useless rabbit-ear-antenna explanation will likely be followed by useless phrases like, "When I was your age, I had to blah, blah, blah." I hope that I don't overdue it with that garbage, because he's not going to understand my world. And I won't understand his.Maybe I'll just hold back some of his future weekly allowance.

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