January 25, 2012

Wednesday's Window... Shooting Headache

Like any other stay at home parent I bought my phone to stay connected better to the outside world.  It's been great, too great as there will be times when I have ignored my kids for hours waiting on someone to play a word in words with friends.  Another problem, the phone is no longer MY PHONE.  It seems as though whenever my boys want it they either pickpocket me or scream until they turned a bright shade of red.  It's not a phone so much as a gaming device with a bunch of colorful little squares on it that can also make phone calls, but who does that.

I always find myself amazed and what my boys leave behind on my phone, most of the time its pictures of the games that played or a picture of someones butt.  I know, how juvenile, but they are only seven and four and the fact that they can even operate the phone amazes me sometimes.  I don't always find pictures on there though, sometimes I find things that are quite disturbing.  I hope you enjoy this weeks Wednesday's Window.

Well, this is my phone and two can play at this game.  Tyler it's payback time.

Sometimes I wonder how they figure out how to do these things.  As long as they aren't plotting my actual death they can play with my phone as much as they want.  Pretty sure there isn't an app for that.

John Willey - Daddy's in Charge?



  1. I feel ya on the phone issue. Two words. Angry Birds. Our kids are always begging to use our phones. And they even try to be slick and sneak them too.

  2. The cool thing is they can fix and explain how to do it all to us...if they're in the mood, that is...

  3. I'm not sure if I even have a phone anymore. I have to ask my kids to borrow it when I need it. One of these days I'm going to take Fruit Ninja's off it then I'll get it back.

  4. My little man took over the phone, but it was cartoons on YouTube. I made the initial mistake of trying to pacify him at the kids' yearly physicals in the waiting room of the doctor's office.

    Since then, it's become his private handheld entertainment center. At least he thinks so. HA! Who am I kiddin'? It's his entertainment center.

  5. Once it goes into their hands we're done.