... with my understanding. It's called Face Book. I have been on face book now for some time. I know about 3 people in real life who also "do" Face Book. I don't know what they "do". Hopefully one day I will learn. OK, so I am supposed write on their wall. Right! Go to their house and write on their wall. I actually thought that was called graffiti. And graffiti is called vandalism. They seem to buy and sell each other. I thought that was called slavery. Best of my knowledge that was outlawed in the "western" world a very long time ago. And they seem to spend a lot of time finding friends who are also on face book who also are wondering what they are supposed to do. Confused? Welcome to the wonderful world of Confusion, err, FaceBook. Maybe their face is a book? OK, I give up.
Watching my 2 girls is much more interesting.
An interesting thing happened yesterday. Cathy was ill, teething or a virus or some other such thing. All she wanted was to be held by one of us. Which we were happy to do. My Mrs Wonderful Wife happened to mention, in an email group, that we were carrying Cathy around because that was what she wanted. Some person in that group told her we should put Cathy down and not pick her up when ever she wanted, because if we did we would spoil her. I am happy to tell, Cathy is much better today and doesn't want to be held all day, neither did we spoil her. Well, that's not true. I spoil her, but then I have been doing that for 19 months and one day. Come to think of it, she is 19 months and one day old. And she is a very obedient and compliant young lady.
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