... if you don't weaken

Both our boys have been computer literate since they were big enough to put pudgy paw to keyboard.  Sesame Street and other education CDRoms kept them occupied as tinies and then they found the joys of the internet. We eventually got them their own laptops but back in 2009 all of us used the same office computer, which brought its own joys.  This is a facebook posting made on 22 June 2009

Numberone has to fiddle with stuff when he’s on the internet in the office.

Last night he destroyed 2 biros (already broken in half in Fester's pocket).    

He chewed and squeezed the open end of the inner tube all over papers, desks, his hands, face and arms. 

Fester discovers this and shouts a lot.  

Numberone runs downstairs and transfers ink onto walls and bannister. 

It took meths to get it off the gloss paint on bannister.

This morning I am feeling weary.  

I didn’t get to bed until after midnight because Felixthecat didn't come in when called.   

I was then woken at 2 by Numberone wailing about a blocked nose.  

It took 3 attempts to quiet him. 

Then again at dawn by Felix (who was in but hiding) yowling in the bath: 

which is a surprisingly good echo-chamber/amplifier.