I work from home, and the computer I use is in the family room. It’s the family computer so my desk ends up being the family desk.
One afternoon last week Adam, 8, approached me while I was trying to get some work done. He was looking for the little tag with the code on it for the Webkins he got for Christmas.
That’s right, Christmas — as in nearly four months ago. Apparently, he put the tag on my desk and four months later, he’s looking for it so he can log the Webkin on.
The desk has seen four months of stuff piling up on it, and four months of me cleaning it off so I can work. Four months of drinks spilling, Webkin playing, dust collecting, paper shuffling, phone ringing, message writing, stuff falling … you get the idea.
But he remembers leaving it right on the desk. So why isn’t it still there? Words can not express to him my thoughts on that matter.





Oh, the Webkin angst….I wrote down my daughter’s password and put it in a very safe place that made a lot of sense. Of course, months later, when she wanted to look in on her Webkin, I had forgotten where the safe place was because it made too much sense. Fortunately, through trial and error, we hit upon the password. Only then did we find the sheet we’d written it on.