We must be ever diligent in raising this boy of ours.
*Admit it...you've missed stories about The Boy.*
My son is of the independent sort. He may be only four, but in his mind and heart, he's at least ten and capable of much.
Take reading, for example. I believe he thinks he can read.
Yesterday morning, he and Kenna were watching some Saturday morning goodness, as kids have a right to do. He grabbed the remote because what was showing on the screen was not to his liking. I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention because ....well, I just wasn't. I was doing something here on the laptop (about 3 feet away).
Next thing, I know, Kenna was screaming "NOOOOOOO". She grabbed the remote from him and changed it. I asked what was going on and she said Vitt ordered a channel on the satellite. She told me to hit recall to see what it was.
My son, in his Independence, had ordered the Playboy channel.
I immediately hollered for The Man to call the satellite company right that minute to tell them we most certainly did not want that channel.
He did. They were totally cool about it and made a note on our account. Which was right nice of them.
I've never had to implement parental controls except one time. That was all in my first marriage and so not worth mentioning here.
I guess it's time to brush off the parental lock here and now.
Can't have my people getting educated up on Saturday mornings.