Archive for the ‘teh internetz’ Tag
December 30 2011
How was your holiday? Good I hope. You may have gathered by now that I’ve taken a bit of a break this month, as a way to figure out where I wanted to take this site. I mean, there’s only so many kid stories one can tell before they all start to sound the same. Except, I like telling our kid stories. So it seems the direction I want to go is the one I’ve been on all along. And I’ll be back after the new year, now with more redundancy. In the meantime, here are my 12 personal favorite posts of 2011, one for each month.
Laughing at a Bad Day
Whatever Gets Us Through the Day
Kids Break Stuff
Bursts
Just Like Rocky Fighting that Russian Guy
How I Imagine it Went
Fudging Gosh Dang Shoot Doesn’t Have the Same Ring to it
Some Mornings
I am a Nosy Neighbor
From the Scent of Powder
What I’m Here For
A Big Box of Knives
I also did a few guest posts that I’m proud of.
Not an Ideal Match at BlogHer
The Joy of Simple Toys at Scary Mommy
How to Live Life with Type 1 Diabetes at Work It, Mom
Have a safe and happy New Year! I’ll see you back here soon.
November 17 2011
As many of you know, my eldest child was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes in August 2010. Our time since then has been a learning process, but what they were telling me from the beginning is true: It really does get easier.
November is Diabetes Awareness Month. I wrote an article for Work It, Mom! as my small contribution.
How to Live Life with Type 1 Diabetes
You know I don’t ask this often, but I would be honored if you would go by and read, maybe even share or retweet if you feel inclined. There aren’t words to adequately express how much I appreciate your support, now and ever since I’ve been writing here. Thank you.
September 28 2011
She may be only 3, but my daughter is a burgeoning social media maven. Not only does she hijack my computer, but she knows how to open Tweetdeck, too.
Announcing her presence:
Here she is, venting about her lack of cookies:
Which leads to her loss of keyboard privileges, and this:
Yes, this happens often. Obviously, if you’re not following me us on twitter already, you should be. Just look at what you’re missing. (Also, you really should follow @mecreaves, she’s the best kind of awesome.)
July 28 2011
I’ll be the first to admit that I’m on the computer a lot. My netbook and I are practically attached at the hip. Between writing posts and twitter updates to reading the news, it’s like my life vest, keeping me afloat. It’s my link to the outside world of adults and my sanity saver all in one.
Why yes, it is my crutch.
Abby is accustomed to sharing my lap with an open screen, my fingers poking at keys one-handed. I’ve gotten good at equally dispensing my attention, at least jotting down a vague idea whilst simultaneously reading a book to my daughter. I can always come back and edit later, so long as I have the main gist covered. Don’t worry, it’s not all the time. There are plenty of instances where my kids have my undivided attention. But I do try to accomplish both more often than I should.
Then, as my daughter is sitting next to me, I realize I have the prime means for a teaching moment. We begin to point at the keys together, while I recite the letter or symbol associated with each.
“That’s an O?”, Abby asks.
“No, that’s a C”, I correct. “And this, this is a period. It goes on the end of sentences, like this”, I show her as I type some words in the box, finishing with punctuation.
“Next,” as I end the lesson, “is the most important part. Pay close attention. Watch Mommy click here to post this crucial status update about socks to Twitter.” Now that we have the basics, tomorrow I’ll begin explaining to my 3 year old how she can increase her Klout.
July 14 2011
“Will you please give it to me?”, Jedi whined, though politely.
“No. I’m not telling you my password.”
Jedi is on the computer a lot. A lot. Whether it’s to play games or watch silly videos on YouTube. But he was suddenly no longer content with being a spectator. He wanted his own YouTube channel to upload to. And to sign up, he needed my Google password.
He wasn’t giving up and I wasn’t giving in.
I’m rather lenient with what he can do online. He jumps from site to site and I’ve even set up a Facebook account for him, though it’s rarely used. None of this I’m extensively worried over because I supervise and feel in control. A YouTube account is where I drew the line, however. He’s a good kid, but there’s a bevy of temptation there. No one needs to see 30 clips of his butt.
Noticing my feet firmly planted, he went to the cabinet and brought down his money jar, setting it in my lap. “Here, tell me your password and you can have all my money.” I could tell he thought this was it. Bribery is the answer. He raced back to the computer and stood with his fingers at the keyboard, ready for when I’d recite each bought letter. Surely, I couldn’t turn down his bundle of saved birthday cash, it was like handing me the world. A very small, cheap world.
Because bribery is only effective if it’s not offensive.
“You have less than $10 in here”, I rebuked my son. “I’m worth a lot more than that.”
I'm Crystal. A 30-something mom to 3 young kids living in the Midwest USA. When I'm not chasing my children, I'm a freelance writer and web designer. I like to tell stories from our days and share what we enjoy...
