This week we acquired a robotic vacuum cleaner called a Roomba. It's kind of cool, though it meanders worse than a Bush nonanswer about a topic he doesn't understand. So it takes a while to actually clean. Thers resisted, because he thought our kids would be so fascinated that they'd break it the first day. Not quite, though he was right about the fascination, as the folowing photos demonstrate.
Rosie contemplates what to do with the robotic vaccum cleaner.
She didn't hurt it, and in fact now she's tossing a ball at it, trying to get it to play.