Password Protection

Piper is addicted to Reading Rainbow these days.

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While she was sick last weekend she asked to download the Reading Rainbow app on the Ipad. Piper knows how to do these things.

“Dad, I’ll need your Itunes password,” Piper said.

“No way,” Dad said.

“That’s fine. I already know what it is.”

“Really? What is it, Piper? Let’s see.”

“Duh,” said Piper, “it’s uppercase, lowercase, hyphen, uppercase, lowercase, dash.”

All Teched Out and Nowhere to Go

Piper’s daddy got a new toy. It’s the IPhone 5. He knows how to share his toys, though. He likes to pass down his used ones to those less fortunate. I’m not interested, which leaves Sissy and Piper to duke it out for tech sloppy seconds. No thanks.

Tech toys is where my partner and I diverge. I’m more old school. Grab a book and read it. Grab a stuffed animal and make up a game. Go play in a sand box. Use your imagination. My partner likes to download games and buy gadgets. He gets books on the IPad that read out loud to our kids. Boo. I like to cuddle up with a book and take turns reading books out loud together. Sissy and Piper do way better voices than that IPad version.

Tonight I found our luddite and high tech worlds colliding. Piper was playing with her stuffed animals as I’d suggested, but she made them do this:

Her stuffed animals are Skyping. The elephant is also multi tasking with her phone. And that pink fox should know better than putting his soda near the laptop. Liquids near the technology never ends well. Piper has learned that lesson the hard way.

“But if they’re so close together, why do they need to Skype?” I asked.

Piper rolled her eyes. “Duh. Because they can.”