So the backroom (i.e. my office & the dog sleeping room) is now the most desired part of the house – basically, it is almost always blocked off. When we look up, Ada can be found at the gate, arms up, shouting for us to come and show her the computer.  Iif the gate is open, we find her rustling like a bank robber with the ‘authorities’ coming – quick get the papers, pens, stapler, folders…  I guess restriction makes the backroom pure joy.  How scarcity creates desire!?  The second best thing in life is finding unput-away contraband in the house, a cell phone, a laptop, a power cord, keys, all for sucking.  On this fine day Ada gets her wish come true, the glory of sitting at Mama’s desk and playing office.  Did she just say ’email’?  Eek, not yet!