We acquired a very nice, rather pricey Macbook Pro for our girls and homeschooling.
Hot chocolate and apple juice combined with motherboards are a recipe for disaster.
And it seems to me that cracking the glass screen requires a drop of the poor computer out of an F-16 or the premeditated experiment of a diesel truck type force rolling over the exposed screen.
So I wrote this poem.
There once was a computer abused,
The father was really confused
Of how this computer so bright
Turned into a computer of fright!
When the father inquired of such
The children said little of much.
So the moral of this little wrap?
Purchase your kids cheap crap!