Naughty iphone



Butter wouldn't melt but he'll nab your iphone
 in a flash!


Today I had my phone confiscated. Removed from my twitching finger tips.

Worse still it was confiscated by my offspring. The very one which I will no doubt be confiscating his own oblongs of annoyance in years to come. In fact I may just remind him of his mis-spent toddlerdom where he removed technology bit by bit from his mother's side.

The incident occurred whilst doing his Fireman Sam jigsaw. We were sat there, putting together the same pieces in the same places we've done for the last year now on a daily basis. I felt confident enough with my ability in said puzzle to dare take a sneaky peak at my phone to check emails. Charles clocked this; ears pricked, eyes wide, with a "how very dare you?" glare. He stood up, picked up my phone and took it into the kitchen. On his tip-toes he reached up to the unit and placed it down, clearly thinking it out of my reach! He returned to the puzzle, triumphant and I was left feeling like the naughty girl I clearly am.

On reflection, I'm feeling even naughtier. Thing is, I'm pretty into the whole social media thing. Clearly; here I am on my blog, I'm on twitter, facebook, shop online, look up everything on t'internet and communicate with most of my work contacts via email.


Nor am I anti the kids on the computer. They're just little though and Charles being on the computer is near-impossible, save the odd Mr Tumble song, shown within a safe distance over breakfast from time to time.

I'm not a perfect mother if ever there was such a thing. I've had Charles hugging my legs whilst I answer my emails at my laptop. I've had them on my knee as I type and I've felt a punch of guilt for all of it. These children of ours are the first growing up with this technology all around them; in our homes, in our pockets with us 24/7. Whilst I'd be the last person wanting to do a U turn on this one, I think it's definitely worth some reflection and self-analysis. These kids, they don't half get you thinking. Can I phone back now Sir?