The move between seeing “your brother in law took the kids to the zoo” to “your brother in law liked this trash article” was such a jarring transition.
It was awful.
“Oh, look. He’s a little bit racist. Now I get to know that. Thanks Facebook.”
Yes. Web apps existed before JavaScript.
Exactly. My phone is for texting and calling out. Receiving calls is an unfortunate bug.
Perfect score. Social obligations fulfilled: 100%. Words spoken: 0. Emotional energy cost: 40%.
If you want my advice, talk to them constantly as if you are the narrator, and smile and make eye contact at every opportunity.
This is great advice.
I’ve always done this, and my kids all started talking surprisingly early.
But my motive is just that it calms them.
Some baby fussiness comes from insecurity, and I find that a running narration makes them more relaxed about being set down and returned to - that kind of thing.
Basically they get the same comfort from my narration as I get from leaving the TV running when I’m alone in the house.
I don’t know (or worry about) if it really makes any serious long term difference - but it was occasionally convenient as heck when they could tell me what they wanted a bit earlier than I (or anyone) expected them to.
With my last kid, I felt more brave and also mixed in some singing, and think they are more musically inclined because of it.
You’ve shared the real life hack.
My kid was born with a love for the opening theme to “Star Trek: Enterprise”, because we were bringe watching it while the kid was in the womb.
Playing “Faith of the Heart” came in handy when the kid started teething.
a) I would not be driving a car with my child in it if I was so tired that I would forget I had a child. The fuck?
I hope you’re thankful for a lifestyle where you have that option. We should all strive to build a world where everyone does.
I’m sorry you went through that. I’m glad you got your trapper keeper, though. Your mom made the right call.
I felt the same, until I had my first lousy sleeper (child who had trouble sleeping due to minor health stuff). After a month of lost sleep, I couldn’t remember my own name sometimes. I read once that sleep deprivation is effectively brain damage, and after that experience, I believe it.
The left shoe trick - throwing my shoe in the car next to the kid - probably saved my kid’s life more than once.
One kind of parents who have these tragedies are tired ones. Which is most parents with small children.
Edit: not relevant in this case, but I’ll take any chance to advertise the shoe trick.
One of the first messages translated:
“Are the monkeys listening? Shit. How long have they been listening? I should provide some context for what I bubbled yesterday…”
It still is, it’s a standard for imaging devices.
Oh, thank you. I had forgotten that!
And also a nightmare.
Yes. Now that the memories are coming back, I do notice most of them aren’t very nice…
It’s an acronym: T.W.A.I.N. (edit: a backconym, as was pointed out - I’ve also heard that the weird upper case name came first, and the weirder acronym was added later.)
“Technology without an interesting name.”
And… That’s all I remember about it, at the moment.
Well, also that it broke often, and threw weird errors like the one pictured.
Or do I just have a really weak electric stove?
I think you might just have a really weak one, or poor compatibility pots? I’ve had both, and if anything my gas burners feel a little slower and cooler than my induction stove did.
Tablet pornography must be nice.
That seems like someone who made a plan, and then lived out their best evening.
I imagine those tablet Pornhub users probably prepared themselves a nice mixed drink, set out some snacks, and got all cozy in a bathrobe first.
Tablet pornhub sounds like some kind of intentional self care.
Haha!
But uh…I would watch that. That sounds pretty hot.
Sorry. We need to learn to ask nicely.
Please upgrade to Linux?
sudo upgrade to Linux?
RunAs -Admin upgrade to Linux?
Uh… So no gift. Got it.
Just tell him respectfully, sometime.
As a parent, myself:
I text my friends. I assume that everyone else just thinks I died.