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When J set up our wireless router, enabling me to get web service anywhere in the house, including lying in bed (which, of course, I am not doing at this minute, no sir), I was delighted. Now, I thought, I can continue to mindlessly surf work even once the kids are at home and Maya tosses me off the computer to do her school work, or when I’m minding Boo in the bath or – the possibilities were endless.

The kids had different ideas. The moment they realized the laptop was now accessing the internet, they decided its primary purpose must be to play game with each other on Club Penguin. No, no and a thousand times no, I told them. I believe it took me a whole 4 hours to cave. It did seem kind of appealing.

The first time we tried it, Maya was out. Asher logged Boo on downstairs and himself on in my room. It isn’t that simple, though, because there are a number of different servers and you have to log onto the same one. Plus, even though chatting is allowed, Boo can’t read that well and Asher didn’t have the patience to type. He preferred to run upstairs to tell me something, then run back down to help Boo. (He tried to convince me to bring the laptop downstairs, but I insisted that would make it no fun. I have a very comfortable bed.) So up and down the boy ran, getting more exercise than he’s had in weeks.

We finally settled on playing hide and seek. Even though there is a whole town to hide in, it is actually very easy to find someone who is your buddy, because all you have to do is pull up your list of buddies and click on one. It then says, “Theo2467 is in the pizza parlour.” Asher’s solution was to move around so fast I couldn’t keep up. Not so exciting. But later that evening, Maya and I played and we’d actually find a place to hide, like behind a snowbank.

Maya was more fun, since she could chat. I’d hide behind the snow fort and when she’d show up, I’d jump out and cyberyell, “BOO!” We also played a couple games of connect 4. I won. It was hard for my old mind to take in, that I was playing a really basic game with my kid, only she was downstairs and I was upstairs. The hide and seek was the best, though, because the real version bores me silly. Does it count as quality time with your kid, if you both have useless wings and one is purple and the other pink?

The funniest part was when I decided it was bedtime. The chat (for all online and in the same room to see) went like this:

Me: Okay, time for bed. Log off.

Her: No.

Me:  Yes.

Her:  No!

Me: Yes!

Her: Nooooooo!

Me: YES!!!

Her: I don’t want to.

Me: That’s one …

And off she logged. Counting to three even works in cyberspace.

Unfortunately, having had a taste of the good life, the kids sometimes nag endlessly. The other day, Boo was playing on the main computer and Asher, bored, wanted the laptop. I told him I had work to do, which was actually true. “Can I play when you are done?” He asked. Yes, I told him, now go away and I’ll call you. But no, that would be no fun. Instead, he plunked himself down next to me and subjected me to this:

“How long do you think you’ll be before you are finished? How can you not know? Five minutes? Ten minutes? What are you doing, exactly? If you are writing, why do you have a web page up? That doesn’t look like work! You are just looking at web pages for fun! No fair! Well it doesn’t look like a web page for work. I thought you were a fast reader. How come you are reading that page so slowly? Another one! Why do you have to look at this one too? When are you going to start actually writing whatever it is you have to write? How long is this going to take? It’s taking forever! No, I don’t want to go help Boo. That’s the whole point, I want to log on and play with her on Club Penguin. At this point, she’ll quit before I even get a chance. Are you almost finished? Arggh, I’m going to die before you get done with this!”

I finally cracked and snapped, “If you’d just be quiet and leave me alone for a few minutes, I’d be finished a lot faster!” Which hurt his sensitive feelings and, valiantly holding back tears, he trudged out of my room. I felt so guilty I quit writing and game him the damn laptop. Victory was his.

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My darling husband has miraculously installed a wireless network our house. I took the dog for a walk and when I returned, there it was. Now I am online as I sit and sing lullabies. I can be online in the can, in the kitchen, while watching TV. Oh my. Children, what children? Tell them to send me an email when they graduate from school or do something impressive.

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