It’s hard to get much computer time at my house. My son can easily spend an hour or more at a single sitting, playing shoot-'em-up games on the Transformers website or staring at lengthy Power Rangers videos on You Tube. He's also a diehard Webkinz fan, which can obliterate the hours like you wouldn't believe.
At the same time, my daughter makes it known that she deserves quality screen time, too. She's only three, mind you, but she can work a mouse like nobody's business. Her favorite sites: Playhouse Disney, Noggin and PBS Kids. "I don't need assistance," she'll bark at me when I offer to boost her onto the desk chair.
My wife, meanwhile, typically has lots of incoming email to manage and can fire off quite an impressive number of messages herself. Then there's me. I've got to post all this Guitar Dad drivel, update my iTunes library and surf the web pointlessly.
All of this just makes me realize we're a bunch of geeks and need to unplug and head outdoors. This is ridiculous.