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  • Office gossip coming to a screen near you

    Office gossip coming to a screen near you

    girl on iphoneTHE other night on my personal Facebook page there was a bit of harmless office gossip going on. It was actually more a bit of fun than gossip, because it was instigated by the person the gossip was about.

    As the conversation grew, so did the inclusion of ex workmates – me included. It ended up being more like an online reunion. During the conversation, I added the comment: Ah, I so miss office gossip. Ella whispers secrets in my ear, but they’re nowhere near as interesting!’’

    It got me thinking. While I wouldn’t change what I’m doing now for all the world (although going through the height of sickness this week did have me questioning it once or twice), some days I miss the banter that goes on in the office. The: “Did you hear she’s leaving?’’, “Did you see the size of that engagement ring?’’ or “Did you know he had a love child stashed away?’’ Oh sorry, that was Kyle Sandilands. Wrong office.

    Don’t get me wrong, I have some incredible Mum PR clients who I speak to regularly on the phone or via Skype. And because we’re all sleep and conversation deprived mums, we do tend to natter a little longer than the usual office coffee break. So in that respect, I’m pretty blessed.

    Really though, can anything compared to conversations like this one with Ella yesterday after hearing an ambulance siren down town?

    Ella: “Quick Mum, let’s follow and find out what’s happening’’.

    Me: “It’s OK darling, we don’t need to follow them today.’’

    Ella (pulling out her pretend phone); “Yes, hello? I’m on my iPhone. I thought you might like to know I heard eee-awwws. Yes, we’re on our way. To your stations.’’

    Yes, she’ll always be the daughter of an Editor and someone who watches way too much Octanauts.

    Do you miss the (harmless) office gossip now you’re a stay-at-home or work-at-home mum?  Or is there something about your old workplace you miss more?

  • He Said She Said: What age should you introduce children to technology?

    He Said She Said: What age should you introduce children to technology?

     
     

    Ella with Nan's iPhone.

    SHE SAID:

    Baby Holly popped out into the world five months ago, the first thing she saw was the flashing of a camera courtesy of the midwife. They’re not photos I’m keen to share, by the way. In fact, they’re not photos I particularly wanted taken. But, despite not having the stomach to look at them, I also don’t have the heart to destroy them. 

    My point is, technology is everywhere, so it’s hard to shield our li’l ones from it. However, I believe there’s a limit on when and how much. While we were unsuccessful in not allowing Ella TV before age two, the rule has been strictly adhered to for technology. 

    Every child and every family will be different. Now at three, Princess Ella has already been exposed to her nan’s iPhone and played games and watched clips on the ABC website (she knows the web address by heart, thanks to Giggle and Hoot). But it’s been in moderation and with mum and dad assisting. 

    Before they’re bamboozled with iPads and iPhones, I want our girls to learn to write their name on a piece of paper with that wooden thing called a pencil. Let’s paint a picture with “real’’ paint, not some computerised paint program that has a pop-up telling you Dora is your friend. Make music using instruments – yes, a saucepan is so an instrument. And let’s look at nature actually in the outdoors (view our post tomorrow as part of Sunday Selections). 

    Technology can be fun and educational, but there’s nothing quite like the real thing. My goal for my two girls is simply to aim for some balance. And somehow manage to keep Holly away from it until she turns two – but I know the chances of that are as likely as Bill Gates going broke. Then, the fun really begins. Just ask Shelly from Tropical Mum

    HE SAID:

    THERE is only a small number of minor issues with exposing your child to technology at a young age. One such issue became obvious when I showed Princess Ella a butterfly just resting on the screen door yesterday afternoon. The butterfly, obviously knackered by a full day of doing whatever the heck it is butterflies do, was enjoying a lovely rest and was not moving an inch. Ella looked at it closely, looked at me and look at it again. She then looked up at me and in the most innocent tones asked: “Has it run out of batteries?”
    A tentative grasp on reality aside, there should be little fear when introducing your child to the wonders of modern technology. God knows, this generation of kids is going to grow up in a world dominated by it.
    It’s interesting to see my good wife try and argue otherwise as we both sit here with a laptop each on our laps, connected to our wireless broadband network and iPhone within easy reach. Seriously, the sooner kids learn to deal with technology the better prepared they will be to deal with life in the 21st century.
    Just cast your mind back 10 years. A decade ago, when our marriage was in its infancy, we had dial up internet, which would drop out more than it would connect, a desktop computer which took up a whole desktop and a mobile phone which did nothing but make phone calls and send text messages (how did we cope!).
    Well in 2021, imagine the world Princess Ella will be living in as a 13-year-old. My guess is she won’t attend school as kids will attend virtual classrooms, she’ll have an iPad the size of a Golden Book and will be capable of texting at a rate of 233 words per second. So, why fight it?
    My only hope is, that by the time Ella is actually a teenager, there’s an iPhone app I can download which gives me the names and addresses of any boy who dares look twice at her. 

    **We’re keen to hear your opinion, but ask you please be respectful of others’ opinions. Heck, listen to us for starters!

     

    And while you’re here, vote in our poll – that’s the thing at the side there.

     

    This post was part of Day 19 of 31 Days To Build A Better Blog – write an opinion piece.

  • SHED: Dads, what not to do with your iPhone

    SHED: Dads, what not to do with your iPhone

    A recovered photo of Ella at the Don River Railway

    WELL, I lost my iPhone last week.
    No seriously, stay with me, the story gets better.
    There were days gone by when losing a valuable, handy and time-consuming technological device such as this would have made me crawl up in a huddle and cry for days.
    OK, I sort of did do that, but losing the iPhone wasn’t the sole reason for it.
    No, what left me blubbering like a toddler at the Coles checkout after being told for the 50th time they could not have a chocolate frog was the memories that iPhone contained.
    On it was the best part of three weeks of images and video of being on holiday with my li’l princesses.
    Video of Princess No. 3 Holly having a giggling fit, Princess No. 2 Ella’s first ride on a train … And they were gone.
    Losing those memories hurt and, as silly as it sounds, I felt I’d lost a moment of my little girl’s childhood.
    What happened? I was rushing to get Ella into the car to enjoy a sparkling Sunday at the pool. The other Princesses, who’d had a rough night, were staying home.
    In the struggle it can be to get Ella into the car seat – it can be like trying to harness a live eel – I put the iPhone on the roof of the car.
    It was not till I got into the city (probably 4kms) it occurred to me: “Where’s my phone?”
    My heart sank.
    I retraced my steps without luck, reported it missing to the police, spent the afternoon scouring roadside verges and put an advert offering a reward in the next day’s paper – all to no avail.
    It was gone. Out of hope of a miracle I decided to put the advert in for another day.
    On Tuesday at 9 pm, two days later, Princess Kel’s phone rang and I answered it to hear the sweet words uttered by a rugged council worker: “Mate, I think I’ve found your iPhone’’.
    Sure enough, he’d found it not long after I’d lost it, but had only just read the paper.
    The next day, I got the phone back and council worker Shaun got his reward.
    My heart was in my mouth as I plugged the iPhone into the laptop as gently as a bomb squad officer handles a grenade – “PING’’
    You cannot believe the joy I felt as the images and video appeared and downloaded onto the laptop.
    iPhones and technology can be replaced, memories cannot. I owe you, Shaun.

    Here’s the video of Holly laughing:

  • Fur cop! It’s just a cat, Mum

    Fur cop! It’s just a cat, Mum

    Mum, pleeeeeaassee can I have a cat.

    MY MOTHER’S trying to convince this allergy-suffering household it needs to become home to a cat.

    Sounds harder than trying to persuade a three-year-old that no, it’s not chocolate she can smell on my breath (caught again today!).

    However, this is no ordinary cat.

    The ball of fluff she has in mind won’t cause the sniffles, won’t scratch its privates in front of guests and can be turned off when the ‘’new kitten’’ phase wears off.

    It is … Talking Tom Cat, a pet feline with an annoying Smurf-like voice who lives in iPhone land. Yes, some of you may already be aware of what has becomes one of the most popular apps going around.

    Tom not only repeats what you say, but can also be fed milk, KO’d after a decent smack to the head, purrs when patted and ‘’yeows’’ when you pull his tail.

    Princess Ella can’t get enough of him on her Nan’s iPhone, especially bonking him on the noggin.

    Just like some men believe Pamela Anderson is ‘’real’’ (come on, does she have any of her original self left?), Ella believes Tom is also a living being.

    Here’s an actual transcript of one of Ella and Tom’s conversations _

    Ella: Can you stand like a flamingo?

    Tom:  Can you stand like a flamingo?

    Ella: Yes, I can. I’ll show you.

    Tom: Yes, I can. I’ll show you.

    Ella: OK, you go first.

    Tom: You go first.

    Ella: Oh. I’ll go first then.

    Tom: I’ll go first then.

    Ella: How about we do it together?

    Tom: How about we do it together?

    Ella: OK, let’s do it (by this stage her mouth’s too far from the phone for Tom to pick up her voice). See, cat. You stand on one leg. See. You’re not doing it, cat.

    This conversation went on for 45 minutes.

    It then resulted in a slight tantrum when it was time to go home and Tom couldn’t come with us.

    Makes you wonder what on earth they’ll think of next.

    I had real cats (they kept being replaced because they ended up flat on the Riana road) and it wasn’t ‘til I was in late primary school that I got my first taste of a Commodore 64 (that’s a games console kids, not a type of Holden).

    The debate is still going in our household as to whether we download Talking Tom Cat.

    The clincher is that I don’t have an iPhone (poor me), so there could be daily tantrums when the bloke in The Shed has to take Tom to work with him each morning.

    So, how are your kids coming to terms with technology?

    A video of Ella and Tom having a conversation.