We popped round to my sister-in-law’s earlier this evening (for a bath – our boiler still isn’t working). She has a desktop PC in the sitting room with ye olde-schoole full size CRT monitor and everything.
Katie went to try and switch it on and said something along the lines of “Kitty play laptop daddy.”
I’ve noticed her showing me the nursery PC and calling it a laptop, too.
Guess what she sees daddy spending most of his time doing at home?