Dad's computer

Perhaps you read your email today. I sent Dad a "welcome to the world wide web" mail, I copied you on it. I spoke with him earlier today about its expected arrival tomorrow. I want him to be the one who opens the box. I packed it carefully for him, complete with color-coded PostIt Note instructions. I labeled the spot where the power cord plugs in, I labeled the button that turns the machine on. I'm quite excited about welcoming Dad online. I understand he's quite tickled, too. I just hope he doesn't have any trouble with the touch pad.