I love my kids, I just hate parenting
Yesterday, I mentioned the trend towards combining technology with hands-on, physical components. Lenovo is using the term “phygital” to refer to their new tabletop tablet computer (see yesterday’s post for more info on the Horizon), and I ran into a handful of other products that aim to do the same thing with smart phones and tablets.
The one making the biggest – ahem – splash? The iPotty.
Losing my Vegas virginity and my CES virginity on the same trip may not have been the best idea. There is a lot to take in.
Everything is just…big. Any by “everything” I mean the Strip, the conference itself, the casinos, the hotels, the crowds…the only thing that’s not big is the dividing line between the glamour of this town, artificial as it is, and the grunge that lies beneath, between and behind it. That line is razor-thin, as the walk from my hotel to the convention center made abundantly clear: from high-priced strip clubs to low-rent strip malls. But everything else? Big.
Of course, thanks to CES, that “everything” also includes the latest and greatest in technology, and I’ve seen a bunch of it.
Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time whining about all the toys my son got for Christmas. Mostly I’m just jealous. But no worries, ’cause now it’s my turn! Today I head to Las Vegas (my first time!) to visit the Consumer Electronics Show. My visit has been sponsored by Lenovo, so expect someRead more about Speaking of Toys…[…]
There’s been a lot of chatter lately about the texting habits of parents. The tenor of the conversations is mostly negative, and a lot of words have been spent excoriating parents for using their phones when they should be watching their kids.
I think we’re all guilty of it, to some extent. And sure, sometimes texting while parenting is dangerous and irresponsible, and sometimes it’s neglectful, and sometimes it’s rude.
But sometimes it’s also necessary. And it’s not always wrong.
In this age of iPods and Spotify, maybe you don’t remember Maxell. This should jog your memory: MomandBuried and I were bored on a rainy day, and the kid was unusually cooperative. Besides, he was already sitting in his easy chair; it had to happen. Unfortunately he’d already finished his martini.