Jack looks forward to his day going to work with me all year. Because, obviously, he is the sweetest person in the world.
Yesterday, though, we had to start our day at the Apple Store because Cooper knocked my phone out of my hand at the pool last night, and I dropped it on the concrete and it shattered in a million billion pieces. This sucked especially badly because I had already shattered that phone twice, so I was out of $30 Apple care screen replacements. And also, I dropped that phone at least 6 times that very day with no bad results.
Luckily, though, I've had that phone forEVER and it was time for a new one anyway. Yay! But boy does Apple make it hard for them to take my money. We were there for a solid 60 minutes, and we were the first happy assholes through the store doors. JUST GIVE ME A (regularly sized-- I wonder if I dropped my phone so much because it was so big) PHONE ALREADY.