Here is a picture of teenager having a kick around of the ball at Croft Cottages, in a short dry and non windy window of opportunity ( it didn't last long). It was a relief to get him off MY laptop. I only have myself to blame. Wanting to instill a glowing set of values ( fabulous mum award?) I told him about the value of sharing from an early age. Now it comes back to bite me.
He can contact his pals on MSN ( some sort of hideous realtime chat page I believe) and they chirp onto each other during the evening. Like a virtual hang out or party really. He needs my laptop for this as we only have my laptop with us. It is very light ( very light but we paid dearly for the privilege) and handy, and tends to come with us when we go away.
And, it has a webcam. I don't know how this thing works to be honest ( can anyone out there see my in my nightdress as I write this?) but the other day he was chatting to a schoolpal eye to eye. Most un-nerving. Pass the make up please, and hide the wine bottle.
And finally, I taught my little boy ( thirteen and five foot eight- how does that work?) not to snatch, so I can't snatch my lap-top back from him when I get fed up waiting for it. Just as well I get up a lot earlier than he does!
