No. 4 has wanted an iPOD for months and months. Her mean old father refused to pony up the $400 at Christmans and told her that she would have to earn the money. The price didn't go down and no other make met her stringent requirements. Today was the big day and mean old dad came up with a third. She's happy and will be listening to the results of tons of groceries and miles of cart-pushing. I'm pretty proud of the kid.
The iPOD sounds great and is easy to operate. Even I could figure it out. Downloading a zillion songs didn't take long.
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