PhD in Robotics

Who knew that becoming a father would also mean that I’d need to earn a PhD in robotics repair?! Yesterday, I took Troy shopping to get him out the house, and he asked me to buy him a robotic snake. It’s pretty cool, it slithers across the floor, twisting back and forth just like a real snake. This is accomplished by a little wheel located in its head that rotates left and right, and then the body is segmented to allow the snake to ripple behind the head.

Well, it didn’t even last one day in my son’s care before he somehow managed to break it. For some reason the wheel in the head stopped turning. I had no choice but to take the head apart and see if I could fix it. There were so many small parts, and they all interconnect in a precise way. Unfortunately, things started to fall apart the moment I opened the head, so I had to figure out how they fit together, using deduction and dumb luck. Somehow, by the grace of God, I managed to fix the snake, and for the time being it’s slithering again.