Perhaps, as parents, me and Him Indoors have just been unlucky as we stumble from one upturned internet e-rake to another, but I maintain everyone who opted to procreate around the millennium and and allows their kids a modicum of freedom will have tripped on occasion.

It’s because we are riding into the dawn of a new era. No one has gone before us. How were we supposed to know? Every age has it’s idiots. We are the digital equivalent of the parents that left the walker with the wheels on the top landing of the stairs, or gave the tween lawn darts or had a liquor cabinet and teenagers and a weekend away with “Auntie Joonie” in charge.

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