Just had a conversation with Second Born. I was in the kitchen, preparing some of the mountain of fruit this family gets through in a week when he appeared and demanded a hug. I dutifully got down on my knees (having wiped the pineapple off my hands) and gave the requested cuddle. Second Born then pulled back and looked at me with a very serious face.
"I am concerned" he said.
"Really?"
"Yes. Concerned"
"Oh dear, what are you concerned about?" (Thinks: He looks really serious. What could it be? Fallen out with friend? Broken something and wants to own up? Bullied at school? WHAT?!!!)
"Yes. My friend on Club Penguin* has two bamboo sofas in his igloo with a rug in between them and they look really nice and I can't figure out how to get them like that in my igloo. Mine just don't look right."
Interior design. It's a worry.
* Club Penguin, for those without children, is a social networking-type site for children where their characters are penguins and they have their own igloos which they can furnish how they like, purchasing stuff from a catalogue using the coins they earn working in the Pizza restaurant or playing games. Glad you asked now, aren't you?
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Ahhh, Club Penguin. We could have lived our entire lives without Club Penguin, but the neighbor girls were over talking about it non-stop. We immediately had to sign up so Jack could "meet" them. I said, "Weren't they just here and you were just playing with them?" Apparently, in person play wasn't cutting it.
ReplyDeleteHeather, my two have been known to sit three feet apart, each on a different laptop, meeting each other at the beach on Club Penguin. (Mind you, since husband and I have been known to IM each other across the living room, I can hardly criticise can I!)
ReplyDeleteIt's another world - I had never heard of Club Penguin. Another funny post.
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