[SCENE: my parents' house in south Florida; family room]
Casey: Mommy, I need help with the touch computer.
Me: We don't have an iPad.
Casey: Yes, Mommy, come help.
Me: No, that was Uncle Casey's iPad, he took it home.
Casey: Yes, Mommy...
[Casey walks away into the bedroom hallway]
Casey: [yelling from the hallway] Mommy, come HELP! Mooooooommmmmy!!!
[I pry myself out of the lazy-boy and amble toward the hallway]
Casey: [dragging a flat screen monitor by the cord] See, Mommy! I found Grandpa's touch computer!