I am officially dubbing my son’s generation the “Touchscreen” generation. It all began innocently enough as I would download kid friendly apps to my iPhone in order to keep him entertained while stuck waiting in places likes doctors offices.
Sometimes he doesn’t even need an app to entertain him, as he happily swipes his finger across the screen of the phone to switch pages or scan through the multitude of photos I have of him on the phone. Now he has taken to swiping his finger across any screen he comes into contact, especially my MacBook.
He also gets quite annoyed when the screen does not obey his command, so he swipes even harder. This is almost as funny as him responding to my every question with “Otay!”
So, I got some spam the other day at my real men drive minivans gmail account from realmenlovejesus2. According to their email real men apparently also love vicodin.
Little man has this new habit of scooping up some of his bath water with one his bath toys and swallowing it. He then proceeds to proclaim it to be “Yummy! Yummy!” Interestingly enough he is refusing to eat the things I cook. I’m sure I should be greatly offended by this.
Yesterday I was named one of three finalists in the Purdue Verifiably Good Video contest. Needless to say I’m pretty excited to have made it this far given that this is first cooking competition I’ve ever entered. I’ll also admit that if I don’t win at this point it will be as disappointing as the Sopranos series finale.
The other night my son was following the cat around calling him “Yogurt” much to our bewilderment. Now he likes to offer the cat his yogurt cup when he is finished with it, but then it dawned on us that he got to watch some television that day and was probably trying to say “Gilbert”, which is Caillou’s cat. Yet another for me to continue hating Caillou.
Finally, if you didn’t see my post about it on Friday, my client, Sweatshirt Blanket, is running a campaign called Spread Your Warmth. Through this campaign they are profiling charitable causes on their blog and each month one will be voted the winner of some customized sweatshirt blankets that they can use in their fundraising efforts.
If you are passionate about a certain cause, I invite you to check it out and fill out a nomination form. Just as a disclosure I am being compensated by Sweatshirt Blanket to promote and manage this campaign.
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Calliou is evil and must be destroyed.
My 3yr old is already a pro at using the Iphone. She has a page with her apps thats she easily flows through. Caillou got the quick ban at our house.
I have a MyTouch and my 4YO somehow knew how to move the APP icons to the main screens. I downloaded a game for her called SPLAT. Where you just smash bugs. The icon is a blood splatter. I have a picture of the kids from Easter as my wallpaper. She put the icon right over her little brothers face. I told her it looks like her brother is bleeding. She laughs and said “Yeah”.
My kids won't drink water in their cups, yet will lap up bath water as well. I'm going to start adding soap in their cups.
Ahh Calliou. Silly French Canadian! Good luck with the chicken contest!
Calliou wines WAY too much! Our daughter has mastered the touch screen as well, going to the iPod portion of it and listening to her favorite songs.
First, I'd never turn down one of your meals so your boy has no idea how good he's got it. Secondly, why “yogurt” for the cat?
Otay! Love it. The next one you'll have to dub Spanky.
We don't own even one electronic gadget with a touch screen. Our son pays no heed to this fact, considering EVERY screen to be a touch screen, even though the only effect it has is to make daddy very angry. This is why our new 52″ LCD tv has a plexiglas panel bolted in ten inches in front of it. No grubby fingers on THAT screen, thank you.
i'm catching up on my favorite blogs tonight!
would you mind if i helped you hate caillou?
and would you mind telling me why he's bald?
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