He simply rips 3 or 4 flipping keys off the flipping keyboard at a time so that I can memorize where they are without looking at those pesky flipping letters. And he does such a good job that I can't even flipping snap them back on. I really really really want to use much much stronger language, but I fear the boys reading a stream of obscenities later on when/if they ever become interested in this blog.
I am now missing F, G, V, J, L, and the windows key. Bryan just bought me this computer in February! GAH!
Oh, and before you chastise me for leaving him unattended, all of this happened while I dared to use the bathroom for 3 minutes by myself. The nerve, right?