avablog

Ava and I were hanging out yesterday while I put some new media on our server. At one point, I expressed some frustration at the Apple TV needing to reboot, and Ava — who was on the sofa next to me — put her hand gently on my arm, looked up at me with her big brown eyes, and asked in a quiet voice, “Is the server down?” I had to laugh. At least she’s getting a general sense of our network topography.