Word Verification

I am dragging myself away from Facebook to write about those stupid word verifications.

These are not words. These are what 4 year olds write when they are learning the alphabet and declaring "Look Mommy I wrote my name!"

I have issues with spelling and it hurts my head to spell words that aren't really words at all.

Here are some gems I came across while commenting around BlogbVille

PILES
SOMPHO
PABINGL
GOAXIMO this one I may use in my every day vocabulary in place of a curse word!
PROCDEN
NOLOL
SKAPOD
CODUL
SQUECT
RICATERM
PAKEBEG

Now you see, some of these could potentially means something so then I am compelled to google them to find out for sure.

Some have shown up as a foreign language, and some of the "did you mean Xyz" options have been downright funny.

I just want them to use real words. Is that too much to ask??

I'm not going to bother spell checking this post because it will be a mass of red. :)

Play me a song Mr. Piano Man

Little J is fascinated with Ipods and MP3 players. He can amuse himself for hours listening to Ass-hats Ipod. I didn't think anything of letting him have at it until the other day when he came up to me and said "Mommy, the man singing just said ass and another word that I'm sure is bad." Uh oh. A light went off in my head and I started to really think about what kind of music was on that Ipod.

We have pretty eclectic tastes so everything from Paul Anka to Limp Bizkit is on there. OOPS! Some is of is definitely not kid appropriate!

So for Little J's birthday, I got him a cheap $10 mp3 player. We've been loading songs that are rated PG. He really likes country music and dance tunes. And bass, lots and lots of bass. Not a single 'kiddie tune' on it at all.

He has not stopped listening for days. It is permanently attached to his head. He tries to wear it into the bathtub. I fear it may fall into the toilet one day. It's so damn cute to watch him bopping around, toes tapping and trying to sing along. The kids got pipes.

The downside...he never hears me when I call him. So now I'm shrieking like a fish-wife. It's summer, the doors and windows are open. I'm sure the neighbours are calling me the crazy-lady who yells a lot.

Now if I could somehow figure out how to get the theme music for Bakugan onto the MP3 player, I'd be the coolest mom ever!