And in my childhood we had the problem that there were only two telephones in the entire village. One in the mayor's office and one in the post office. That was normal in the former GDR. So we kids played outside with our friends.
We grew up with our own phones. So tell me, what are friends?Me too!
Well technically I think you are confusing silicon and silicone (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silicone), which is a polymer containing silicon. Punny point is well taken, though.Yes, and Silicon Valley was just another way of saying cleavage
IIIIIIIiiiiii LIKE HER!Enjoy this video sent by a friend, don't know where it originated.
Love the sound of the flying buttons, like birdshot.
The word 'trust' seems more appropriate to me!Here's an inspirational quote that sprang to mind
Yeah but I done it for comic effect innitWell technically I think you are confusing silicon and silicone (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silicone), which is a polymer containing silicon. Punny point is well taken, though.
One day you’ll be able to say “I’M A FIRESTARTER” and she’ll shout back “TWISTED FIRESTARTER!”.. kind of like when I shout “ BABY BUNNY!” at my niece, and she shouts back “HOP HOP A DOOPETY-BOO!”I just had to share a conversation that I just had with my daughter. She's really discovering gender, and playing with the ideas of transgenderism and androgyny. For years, we've had this ongoing banter, where she would start a conversation with "Father:", and I would respond with "Daughter:" Lately, I've been responding with "Child". But today, I asked.
Me: How would you actually prefer me to respond?
Her: "Daughter" works, I guess. But "child" is better. Or "progeny".
Me: Prodigy?! Cool! I AM A FIRESTARTER!
Her: Dad! What is WRONG with you?
Me:
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other children from the neighborhood, with whom we built huts in the forest, or dammed streams. Ridden around by bike or held skis or snowball fights in winter. At that time none of us had a smartphone or a computer.We grew up with our own phones. So tell me, what are friends?
And we went to places, our parents had forbidden us to go, and did other things I would myself have forbidden my kids to do. But they just went nowhere!other children from the neighborhood, with whom we built huts in the forest, or dammed streams. Ridden around by bike or held skis or snowball fights in winter. At that time none of us had a smartphone or a computer.
We had lots of fun, and I hated it to be held back!You poor unhappy, neglected kids!
However, a saw or an ax can be very useful with certain recalcitrant electronics.Try handing a 12 year old a saw or an ax today. I'm not sure they even know what these tools are for. And I've never heard of a saw or an ax app.
handing a 12 year old an ax?Try handing a 12 year old a saw or an ax today. I'm not sure they even know what these tools are for. And I've never heard of a saw or an ax app.
A couple of years ago, we took a trip, and stopped at an extinct volcano in New Mexico. At some point, she climbed onto the lower branches of a tree, to get a better look across the chasm. I couldn't help myself, and asked "What do your elf eyes see?" She responded properly with "They're taking the hobbits to Isengard!" I swear, from somewhere further down the trail, we heard two other people yell back "To Isengard!" "To Isengard!"One day you’ll be able to say “I’M A FIRESTARTER” and she’ll shout back “TWISTED FIRESTARTER!”.. kind of like when I shout “ BABY BUNNY!” at my niece, and she shouts back “HOP HOP A DOOPETY-BOO!”
My daughter got her first real dagger at age 6. My son got his first real arrows at 5, and his first sharp sword around age 13.handing a 12 year old an ax?
You need to start kids on basic motor skills waaaaay earlier!
That’s pure awesome. I can’t tell you how often, when I’m in a hurry, I go “Noro Lim, Noro Lim , Asfaloth!”.. those films are just ridiculously quotable..A couple of years ago, we took a trip, and stopped at an extinct volcano in New Mexico. At some point, she climbed onto the lower branches of a tree, to get a better look across the chasm. I couldn't help myself, and asked "What do your elf eyes see?" She responded properly with "They're taking the hobbits to Isengard!" I swear, from somewhere further down the trail, we heard two other people yell back "To Isengard!" "To Isengard!"