Oh boy, do I love this duoLingo. I’ve been working on my Spanish for over a month and reached the intermediate level – woo hoo! – which basically means I’ve graduated from apples and rice to present tense verbs. My app tells me I’ve achieved 37% fluency, which may or may not be a slight exaggeration…I’m taking it as encouragement either way.
At 37% fluency I can regale
captive blog readers friends with phrases like:
- ¿Dónde está el baño?
- Mi esposo es mono.
- Como pollo y arroz.
- Yo no corro.
- Sí, me gusta tomar una cerveza, gracias.
I’m pretty good at colors, too.
“When it comes to technology and the kids nothing promised is permanent, nothing is etched in stone. We try something and if it works, great. If not? Well, we try something else…
Which brings us to our latest shift. It seems even our best efforts can’t get the kids enough non-screen time altogether, so BrightSide came up with the
radical idea of no screens on Sundays. I’ll repeat that. An entire day without technology. None. At all. Every single week.”
The goal of Friday’s post, basically, was the hope that sending good thoughts out into the universe might bless us with a semi-peaceful attempt at living tech-free for a day. I wasn’t looking for Ghandi-like enlightenment, just sixteen or so hours with limited squabbling.
Here’s how it went.
Life around here is one long experiment. When it comes to technology and the kids nothing promised is permanent, nothing is etched in stone. We try something and if it works, great. If not? Well, we try something else.
I’m sure the shifting ground rules irritate T-man and Bear, but it’s the best we can do. And isn’t that the truth for parents everywhere?
Yeah, it happens. Kids + technology + the internet = the source of a thousand awkward conversations.
“It was after a night spent with family — the adults in one room and the seven- and eight-year-olds in another — when I received a series of texts that began with: “Anna and Ella were watching PORN!” Apparently they’d been using an unrestricted adult iPad to search the web for “kissing pranks.” If you aren’t familiar with Rule 34, now you know. Rule 34 was on and popping in this scenario.”
Suburban Snapshots: So, Your Kid Found Some Internet Porn
Woo hoo! We’ve come to the end of Labor Day weekend and once again, Riddle from the Middle wants to help you pass the time when you’re not, you know, laboring.
Unhappy with the couple name you’ve come up with? Doesn’t have the pop of Brangelina or Kimye? This site helps you combine up to four names so you can be the hippest kid on the block. So far me and my hubby can roll out with daura, laurug, or dora (not the explorer). I’m still working on the hip factor.
Yes, we’re midway through summer, but I still think this is a worthwhile read for those of us dealing with kids and technology.
“I felt a wave of sadness.
Because I know that without constant monitoring, unplugging and resisting my kids’ desire for more technology, this could be us. And I’m guessing balance is probably a struggle for most families, too. I know some have simply stopped struggling against it and just given in. I get it.
We are in an unprecedented era of technology that none of us have ever experienced. And we really don’t know the effect it will have on our children.”
Hey Internet- Let’s Have an Honest Talk About Screens This Summer – Kristen Welch
I didn’t spend much time on social media before I delved into the blogging world. Facebook? Sure, I was all about the Book, but I hadn’t touched on Twitter, Instagram, Tumblr, or Pinterest. Or anything else, for that matter.
Like most things, though, once you dip your toe in the waters you’re in it to win it. You find a platform or two that are most appealing and focus your attention there, then slowly but surely you find it sinking into your subconscious.
This is why I’ve started spontaneously thinking in tweets.
Last I heard Bear was aiming for professional basketball player or a brain surgeon when it comes to life goals. Basketball. Or surgery.
After I was fully supportive of my daughter’s ambitions I tactfully slipped in that she might want to consider becoming a lawyer. What with her proclivity of arguing things into the ground and all.