One Laptop Per Child

Sunday, Andy and I were watching 60 Minutes and heard the story of Nicholas Negroponte, a professor at MIT. Two years ago he founded a non-profit organization called “One Laptop Per Child,” through which he recruited a bunch of techies to design a low-cost computer for children in need.

This laptop is sturdy, meant to stand up to the harshest conditions (like being owned by a child), and small. It runs on a Linux operating system and has a built-in wireless connector, among other super-cool features. It costs $200.

For children in countries like Pakistan who don’t have schools to attend, Negroponte calls his laptop “school in a box.”

This laptop isn’t for sale in the United States, but from now until the end of the year, they have a program called “Give 1, Get 1,” where the general public can go online and, for $399, donate a computer to a child in need, and they will then send a computer to the donor as well. Since the fair market value of the computer is $199, $200 of the contribution is tax-deductible.

I was so intruiged by this story, and I spent some time yesterday searching the internet for various stories about this mission and this computer. Like everything, it has some naysayers, but most of what I read was very positive.

I had been thinking about getting a door-buster $400 laptop after Christmas, but now I think I may do this instead.

Did anyone else see this piece on 60 Minutes? Have you heard of this program before? I’d love to hear your thoughts about it… please leave a comment on this post!

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Deck the Halls with OCD

Last night, Kate was dying to decorate the Christmas tree, so Andy hauled in the boxes from the garage and we got to work.

Ok, Kate and I got to work. Andy watched “Shawshank Redemption” in the living room.

He does not like to decorate the Christmas tree. AT ALL. I’ve wondered why for many years, but last night it hit me.

As I may have mentioned, I’m a little neurotic, so as Kate hung ornaments last night, I found myself taking deep breaths and trying not to ruin the whole experience by flipping out about where exactly she hung them. After the first ten few times she responded with “Mommy, I get to hang this wherever I want to” when I calmly suggested an appropriate spot, I realized that this year’s tree wasn’t going to be as, uh, balanced as usual.

After a while, she called Daddy in to help. He, of course, couldn’t refuse such a request, so he joined us. As I packed up the empty boxes and watched them hang the last few ornaments on the tree, I heard Andy’s breathing becoming labored. Then I saw the steam coming out of his ears. And that’s when I figured out why he’s the Ornament Grinch.

You see, Andy’s got about five times the OCD I do. So if he could make sure that an ornament of a two inch diameter could be hung on every third branch, he would be in business. But our ornament collection is rather eclectic and he can’t stand the chaos. Add a three-year-old’s randomness into the mix and we’ve got a recipe for disaster.

He was trying hard to be patient, but I could see he was getting close to the breaking point.

“This is like when she mixes different colors of Play Doh together. You’re just going to have to let this go,” I advised.

A few ornaments later, we were done… and no one was too overly traumatized.

Here’s what our tree looks like in the areas where I hung ornaments.

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Here’s what it looks like where Kate hung ornaments.

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And here’s what I discovered when I looked a little more closely at Kate’s area.

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All of Daddy’s car ornaments are hanging in a row.

Isn’t that cute? Little preschooler OCD.

The apple ornament does not fall far from the tree.

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Meme Sunday

Adventure Mom tagged us for the famous “Seven Random Things about Me” meme, and since Jenny has already done it and she’s still in the mountains of West Virginia, I’ll take this one.

So, seven random things about me…

1) I am one of the four people left in America with dial-up internet at home. This is NOT conducive to blogging.

2) I can’t remember if tomorrow will mark my 19th or 20th week of pregnancy.

3) I am addicted to books on tape. I drive 40 minutes each way to work, and it’s a great way to spend that time.

4) I was named after the girl in the Clifford books… “Hi, my name is Emily Elizabeth…”

5) I’m not a cook at all, but I make really good lasagna and chili. Separately, not lasagna with chili.

6) I took Kate to see “Enchanted” on Friday and I’m pretty sure I enjoyed it more than she did. It’s reallllly good!

7) I learned all the words to “We didn’t start the fire” while stuck in a traffic jam.

Fascinating, eh? Sorry – it was the best I could do on a Sunday afternoon!

Hope everyone has enjoyed the holiday weekend!

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