This morning, Jasper woke up crazy early, as he is wont to do. 5am early. Being a bad parent, I shooed him away and told him he could play with my iPad. Which kept him occupied until about 5:30am, when I heard a plaintive "sorry, mommy, I broke your iPad." Umm, great.
He was playing Army of Darkness (appropriate for a 4 year old, I know; blame his father) and dropped it. He's dropped it a zillion times before but my Mophie case broke last week so it was naked and vulnerable. The screen has a spiderweb haze of cracked glass.
Apparently all the innards are okay, at least, but Apple quoted me $419 + S/H and tax to replace it. I've heard that Apple Stores might be able to replace the glass for a smaller fee but the closest one is in Tulsa or KC, a three hour drive away. I always knew the Evil Dead were bad news.
And to add insult to injury, Stella pooped in her crate. Happy Saturday, mommy. Bah humbug!