Kids and their electronics these days are way more advanced than I thought I’d ever see them. Their ability to use electronics is unbelievable.
Casey’s off to California doing her thing and Addie and Vivi are once again stuck here in Indiana with me. Vivi spends her time in daycare and Addie spends her time outside of school at my office. Addie’s time with me at my office used to be all about helping my secretary make copies, coloring pictures, designing puzzles, and playing with toys. Lately those things have all fallen to the wayside.
We walked into my office after school the other day and Addie pulled out her homework and she had it done in about 45 seconds. She then looked at the bag of toys I had her bring and she walked over to my side and asked if I could put on a Reading Rainbow episode.
Casey and I had had a talk about Addie’s method of watching Reading Rainbow. The kid likes to go to Youtube on a computer in one of our firm’s empty offices and search for Reading Rainbow episodes. Leaving an eight year-old unattended on Youtube is not what good parenting is made of. I told Addie about our concerns and asked her if there was any other way to watch Reading Rainbow. She told me there wasn’t and I buckled. I made her promise that I would start the episode and then once it was done she would come and get me before she could start another episode. It was made very clear to her that she could not search or watch any other Youtube videos.
I went about my work in my office and next thing I knew an hour had passed. I quickly jumped up and headed into the empty office wear Addie was seated in the dark watching Cake Boss. I was upset because that meant she had disobeyed the rules we had discussed. I angrily asked her how she got to Cake Boss and she said, “Dad, I’m watching it on Netflix.”
What? Netflix? Who told that kid that Netflix would work on that computer, and who told her how to find the website and how to log into the website and how to search for the show and get it playing on that website? With a flabbergasted tone I asked her how she got to Netflix and she rolled her eyes and said, “I typed it in, www.netflix.com.”
Unbelievable. I barely knew how to operate a VHS machine at her age, but I guess she barely knows how to operate a VHS machine too.
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