A Question Of Upbringing

That cliché about kids growing up too fast? It’s true you know.

B1 started school this week, which makes me feel extremely old (38 this Sunday in fact). She’s having a great time and is already taking stuff on board from class that we never pushed at home. For example:

B1 (hands dad a piece of paper); Daddy, what have I written here?
Dad; BLKDG HBSES…they’re very good letters sweetheart but I’m not sure they make up words.
B1; Oh well, I was trying to write Black Dog and Hobbes (2 of her cuddly toys) by sounding out the letters.
Dad; Holy moses….Shell! Shell! She can write!



Meanwhile, in “this never happened in my day” news…

We were having lunch at the pub a few days back but we had foolishly forgotten to bring coloured pencils and what-have-you for the increasing bored kids. M, all nonchalant like, said “Just download an app for them”. A couple of minutes and $1.19 later, they were both happily hunched over the phone playing a Wiggles game.

They'll never regard that as weird, will they?