Angel is working on a power point for school. The school laptop she has to use is old and not in the best of shape. So she's having trouble doing some things. I'm on my computer beside her, and offering help as needed, but she's doing it mostly by herself. Listening to her talking to the computer, asking why it isn't working and trying to coax it into doing what it's suppose to do, reminds me WAY TOO much of me dealing with a problem. She is definitely my daughter.