Sydney got a computer for her birthday, a small HP notebook which she can use to do her second grade homework, making an unconscious mockery of my own elementary education experience. She can also play some cool National Geographic kids games at http://kids.nationalgeographic.com/kids/.
While browsing the animals games at NatGeo, Sydney decided to show Bella some pictures of baby animals, which led my wife Julie to jump on the keyboard and show them some funny animal videos at YouTube. She almost missed the phone ringing over the peals of little girl laughter. Hopping up from the computer, she dashed from the room and answered the call, which turned out to be an out-of-state friend wanting to catch up for the holidays. Figuring not much could go wrong, Julie swapped stories about children and Christmas shopping while listening with one ear to Sydney and Bella as the girls clicked through videos of chickens, puppies, and kittens. A faint alarm sounded in Julie’s head when she heard Sydney say “snake,” but she her phone call was winding up and she thought the kids would be safe for a moment longer.
“Look,” she heard Sydney’s voice saying, “the snake lives in a cage with a mouse.”
“They’re playmates,” Bella’s voice responded. “Oh no,”Julie thought hanging up the phone. The click was lost in an explosion of high-pitched, girlish screams as Sydney and Bella exploded from the bedroom, running to hide at opposite ends to the couch. Julie walked looked at the computer screen. “Anaconda gets mouse breakfast,” was the title of the youtube video.
By the time I walked in from work, the girls were calmed down and learning about the Circle of Life. I spent the evening learning about parental controls, thankful that Sydney had not yet learned to spell “gerbil.”
While browsing the animals games at NatGeo, Sydney decided to show Bella some pictures of baby animals, which led my wife Julie to jump on the keyboard and show them some funny animal videos at YouTube. She almost missed the phone ringing over the peals of little girl laughter. Hopping up from the computer, she dashed from the room and answered the call, which turned out to be an out-of-state friend wanting to catch up for the holidays. Figuring not much could go wrong, Julie swapped stories about children and Christmas shopping while listening with one ear to Sydney and Bella as the girls clicked through videos of chickens, puppies, and kittens. A faint alarm sounded in Julie’s head when she heard Sydney say “snake,” but she her phone call was winding up and she thought the kids would be safe for a moment longer.
“Look,” she heard Sydney’s voice saying, “the snake lives in a cage with a mouse.”
“They’re playmates,” Bella’s voice responded. “Oh no,”Julie thought hanging up the phone. The click was lost in an explosion of high-pitched, girlish screams as Sydney and Bella exploded from the bedroom, running to hide at opposite ends to the couch. Julie walked looked at the computer screen. “Anaconda gets mouse breakfast,” was the title of the youtube video.
By the time I walked in from work, the girls were calmed down and learning about the Circle of Life. I spent the evening learning about parental controls, thankful that Sydney had not yet learned to spell “gerbil.”
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