I am feeling really guilty.
I have just watched a video of kids talking about how they feel about their parents’ addiction to technology.
“My mum, she spends all day on her computer and I feel sad because I won’t get to play with her on a board game or something,” says one little girl, looking miserable.
“They kind of just make me feel like they don’t care about us,” adds a softly spoken young boy, “because they’re just like on their phone.”
Ouch. I wonder what my kids would say about me, if someone with a camera asked them?
Most days, after I pick my kids up from school, I take them to the playground. I am, technically, still at work, so I check my work emails.
And then I check Facebook. I can’t help it. I have interesting friends. They do interesting stuff. They post links to interesting articles.
Then my kids ask me to play freeze tag with them, and I do. And for 10 minutes, I get that satisfaction that comes from being able to run faster than a five-year-old.