When your kid goes online
Sunday, 21 December 2008 15:04
This could be a book in itself, well, a handbook.
The seven-year-old was on my computer this morning. Mostly he wants to play games, but he expressed in interest in coming here, to my site.
This is problematic.
The wife has already delivered feedback, that is to say, rebuttal, to a few of my posts. I'm afraid what Thing 1 would think if he knew I was chronicling the challenges we face in his care and feeding.
My wife's cousin arrived yesterday for a three-day stay. I love it when she comes to visit. Not only is she charming and fun, she fully engages the kids, giving me a chance to recharge my batteries. I took a nap until bedtime and finally got a good rest. I did wake up at 3:45, yet these days I consider five hours of continuous sleep a godsend.
She brought gifts, good cheer, and also a hard copy of an early draft of my screenplay. Thing 2 found it and scattered the pages across the floor. Thing 1 started reading it. There's stuff I write I don't want him to read. Do I censor myself and only write things appropriate for a 7-year-old? Do I continue to prevent him from reading the stuff I write? Or do I explain that sometimes adults use words such as shit piss cunt cocksucker motherfucker and tits for effect, as a humorous device or rhythmic placeholder.
"Sentence enhancers," is what Spongebob calls them, I believe.
Right now, I just call them trouble.
