I didn't mean to make Bethy cry.
I asked the twins last night at the supper table if they would still love me when I have robot hands...
It's just a nod to the fact that I use my hands and arms a lot, especially for computer work, and they alternately burn and hurt in different places from the shoulders down (especially across the backs of my hands these days). I think it's a live possibility, if not a certainty, that I will need surgery someday.
And I've said this to Christine before. She said 'yes'. ;-)
But it made poor Bethy cry. Of course, she'd had a big day, so maybe she was emotionally fragile.
She came and sat on my lap for a little while. Poor Bethy!