The Keyboard

by carolynholm

Hey Mom,
Poppy and I heard that there are cat videos on this thing. Where are they?
Winston

Dear Winston,
I’ll play them for you. I don’t want you meddling with my laptop.
Love, Carolyn

Hey Mom,
You yell when I step on the keyboard.
Winston

Dear Winston,
You noticed.
Love, Carolyn

Hey Mom,
You don’t yell every time. Sometimes you smile.
Winston

Dear Winston,
That’s probably those times when you somehow step on iTunes and a nice playlist starts playing. Yesterday you did that and suddenly my laptop launched into Murray Perahia playing the Goldberg Variations. The other day it was my Michael Jackson playlist. I don’t know how you manage that.
Love, Carolyn

Hey Mom,
I just step. Put my foot down. And step.
Winston

Dear Winston,
I get that part. The mechanics of it. What I want to know is, how is it possible that about half the time you hit it in just the right way to bring up iTunes.
Love, Carolyn

Hey Mom,
Can’t help you there. It’s just an innate talent I guess.
Winston

Dear Winston,
The other half of the time you delete entire sentences.
Love, Carolyn

Hey Mom,
That’s when you yell.
Winston

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