Only six days ago we talked about Natalia’s crush, that beautiful girl who “loaded” a television, and this week my son Aran, who turns two today, has done another of his own.
The only one I published was very "light": it was stained with tomato more than I would have liked. This week, on the other hand, is something much bigger. Three days ago, in an access of rage, He took my laptop and threw it on the ground, breaking one of the axes of the screen.
To understand the seriousness of the matter I put you in the background:
December 2010 (come on, last month), five months after buying a camera that records video in high definition and, after observing that my laptop was not able to move these videos to edit them, added that I already had a little time and that I am quite fond of computer science, I decided to buy a new laptop.
I've always liked laptops that are portable, that is, that you can move them from one place to another without getting herniated, so I looked at the Toshiba Portége R700, a computer that does not reach a kilo and a half but with enough power for everything that interests me to do.
I bought it, spending a little of the initial budget, and in the first month at home he has lived the typical situations that surround a new element of value: the first few days he only took it out of the case to use it and at the end he kept it again, Always away from children. With the passing of the days, the case began to be left alone and the computer in elevated areas to not be accessible to Jon or Aran. Finally, this last week, it was plugged in the reach of anyone, just as the previous laptop was always without having suffered any mishap.
Well, just a few days later, my one-month-old laptop, which I treat with great care, flew from the table to the floor with the help of Aran. Apparently he wanted to play something with Jon, but he rejected the company (it usually happens, because Jon prepares his games in his own way and Aran tends to destroy more than build) and consequently began to hit wherever he could.
"Where he could" turned out to be the Toshiba, so Jon told him (all this Miriam explained to me, who heard the conversation): "Aran, don't hit Dad's computer, you can break it!"
This further unnerved Aran (it goes without saying that he was with a fever of more than 38ºC), which He picked up the laptop and threw it on the floor, producing the breakage that is observed in the images.
Luckily everything works perfectly and the screen itself has no damage. What has been broken is the axis that makes when I open or close it completely unstable.
Anyway, now it's time to find a way to repair it without spending too much.
I leave you another picture of the result (with the individual piece open):
And one of Aran, the protagonist:
I don't know if your children are capable of doing things like that, but as I imagine so, if you want to share your sorrows, this is the ideal place. Send us an e-mail to [email protected] explaining the event and attach a photograph (with a minimum width of 650 pixels) that shows the mischief.
