It's On, Internet

This morning, I came downstairs and found Jackson watching Pokémon on the iPad. Totally normal.

-Mom, Mom! I'm watching this online!

=You're always online. What app are you using?

-No, I'm online. I was playing the Pokémon game, and I clicked something. It brought me to the internet and asked me "3×14=?" Then it let me watch!

So, OK. The battle to keep my kids' Internet habits clean or safe is ON. Honestly, I'm annoyed that the age checker gave him a 2nd grade math problem instead of "How old are you?" Because I think that might've bought me a couple of extra years before he learned that the answer to all difficult questions in the Universe is 42.

I won't be downloading any parental locks. I think it's folly to fight curiosity, and I do oppose sensorship.  I guess we are due a lecture on appropriate Internet viewing. If you have tips, please share.

In the meantime, I'm going to go with 'if you see naked people, close your eyes and hit back-back back-back as fast as possible.'

But perhaps I should send Google a Thank You note for eliminating porn from its search results.

Big Girl Bed!

I should have converted her bed 2 months ago, the second the boys taught her to climb on top of the dresser part. 

••••DANGER••••DANGER••••

The three of them have had a wonderful time climbing, and jumping, and playing on the bed. But in the morning, Evie silently climbs up and lays on the dresser. There was a terribly crash today (not the first). Time to end it before she gets hurt.

Besides, look how proud she is.

I don't like this growing up stuff one bit.

(OK, maybe a little.)