Just when Dad pulls the laptop out and nestles himself up against the couch with his legs under the coffee table, Anna must come to sit in his lap. He doesn't mind of course. He just knows there will be much repeated disciplining to do. Anna knows she is not to touch the computer buttons, yet the temptation is too great. I think she'd rather take her discipline and get the slightest click of a button on the keyboard for her enjoyment.