Good Mornin', Pixels!

Ian is a new man.  Or at least a new boy.  We used to have to drag him out of bed at 8:00 on school days, and somewhat later on Sunday mornings, although mysteriously, he never had any trouble getting up pretty early on Saturdays.

But now he jumps out of bed around 7:00 every morning, to greet the promise of a new day.  I have no idea what accounts for this difference, but I have noticed that the change came after we got cable and a new Kindle (before, his computer access was much more restricted).  And it seems like within seconds of getting up, the lad is electronically engaged.

And this morning was no exception.  Amy got up and ordered him back to bed.  And yet, by 8-something, he was back up - this time asking me for permission to use my computer, whose password for some reason I haven't gotten around to sharing with him.  (In fact, since it's my personal computer, I didn't even have a password until Pokemon Tower Defense started showing up in open browsers on my laptop.  That's when I learned how to set password policies on a Ubuntu operating system, coincidentally.)  So Kindle Fire was not available - apparently Daniel was on it  (although Daniel, until recently, called it the Kindle File, since in our digital age, children know the category of "file" more readily than mere elements of nature such as "fire".

In fact, I heard Daniel yelling something from Ian's bedroom, where he was playing on the Kindle, while Ian was in another room lobbying me for laptop access.  I asked Ian what Daniel had said, and he took an educated guess, based on his superior knowledge of the software:

"I think he's saying that a creeper gave him gunpowder."

At once, so sensible and reassuring!

In any case, I asked Ian, at 8-something, what Mommy's current policy was - didn't she say he needed to go back to sleep?

As usual, Ian had a precise, articulate, and lawyerly answer to this challenge to his electronic prerogative:

"Umm, that was her policy at 6:56."

(May 18, 2013)