Okay, it's still a trackpad, but it's working again. Apparently, it was at 0% battery, and the charging cable I plugged in wasn't charging it. When I put a proper cable in it, it started working straight away.
The Big Boy Update: My son went to school for career day in slacks and a button-down white dress shirt. He wanted to be a Real Estate agent just like his father. Two generations of real estate agents in the family. I am so proud.
The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter loves those little eggs or plaster blocks that you pretend to be the archaeologist and dig things up. She got a dozen eggs from Aunt A for Christmas, and she loved them. She got her father to get these big gold blocks of yellow sand, and you could get actual gold for one in twenty, it said. She bought several of these things, and I fear the table is permanently marred from the fiercely stuck-together sand that made up this block. She got three, and it's taken her the better part of a week to get them opened. Wouldn't you know it, the last one had the actual gold in it. A teeny tiny bit of gold protected in some cardboard paper. She was thrilled.
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