My dear daughter complains about me being online when I visit, and not playing with my grandchildren during their awake periods. Funny when she was a kid she often played alone when I was busy. Well it’s funny when I see her sitting on the sectional with her iphone in hand, her eyes glued to the screen as her own kids watch TV beside her. So it’s just the Pot calling the kettle black. Then her daughter, my granddaughter is always glued to some screen during the day if she can get away with it. Are we all obsessed with this bombardment of information and music and movies?