I am the donor for a lesbian couple. I’m pretty involved in my son’s life. I took him for his third haircut. Midway through, he was bored, and shooting me one of the angriest looks I’ve ever gotten from him. I took a pic and sent it to his mom.
“Oh god look how mad he is, give him your phone!”
What? He’s being quiet and learning how to be patient while a haircut happens. Some parents think reality is a BAD substitute for devices, it seems.
At least one night a week, he comes to my house and plays without any screens. We talk and explore the world.
Makes sense when even adults use phones as a means to escape even a moment of boredom. How many adults use their phones while driving? That’s one of the most mentally stimulating things I can think of, and people get BORED.
i “use” my phone while biking, mounted to the fucker, to play music (so i don’t have to use my bell as often, also music rests my brain) and the other day i passed a kid pedaling, holding his phone in his lap and staring into the thing and jesus heelslut christ he wasn’t even wearing a helmet i’m still worrying about him
I am the donor for a lesbian couple. I’m pretty involved in my son’s life. I took him for his third haircut. Midway through, he was bored, and shooting me one of the angriest looks I’ve ever gotten from him. I took a pic and sent it to his mom.
“Oh god look how mad he is, give him your phone!”
What? He’s being quiet and learning how to be patient while a haircut happens. Some parents think reality is a BAD substitute for devices, it seems.
At least one night a week, he comes to my house and plays without any screens. We talk and explore the world.
Makes sense when even adults use phones as a means to escape even a moment of boredom. How many adults use their phones while driving? That’s one of the most mentally stimulating things I can think of, and people get BORED.
i “use” my phone while biking, mounted to the fucker, to play music (so i don’t have to use my bell as often, also music rests my brain) and the other day i passed a kid pedaling, holding his phone in his lap and staring into the thing and jesus heelslut christ he wasn’t even wearing a helmet i’m still worrying about him