Happy Birthday, JZ!

I just had to convince my PhD mother that I had sent her a message via Skype and that she could reply to it. The only reason she worked it out was because I wouldn't leave her alone until she did. Splice genes, she can. Find text input box, NSM.

A very happy birthday to JZ!!!!!

Okay, I've searched Bitches, Natter and Tech. I know there have been recs on favored iphone apps and I need 'em. Can someone kindly point me to where people've been listing 'em?

Thanks!

Games or utilities?

Either! Just want the stuff you peeps have found you can't live without. I've got the NYT, Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, MLB and ESPN.

adding an 8 year old to the ebay pile. gah.

the playdate that was planned for today over a week ago, well it got moved to Sunday (messing up my plans) and today there was no karate, so it was improvise day. Last night I decided to contact one of his friend's father and see if we could do something impromtu and last minute - otherwise mac would do tv and cartoons/games on the computer all day (or fight with me if I limit it). so after I slept in, we contacted the friend's dad again and met them at the playground. The boys kept trading the grumpies and hurt feelings back and forth. good god it was exhausting, now we are home (good thing too b/c it has started raining) and he has pitched a fit that I wanted to watch something on tv, and then that after that when I relinquished it back to him, that I dared to be so "bossy" as to tell him that I was no allowing him to just watch videos for the next 2-3 hours. He already watched 4 hours of tv today - that is more than half of some kids' whole week allotment.

Can we add an almost 13 year old to the eBay pile?

Being grumpy because he's a) tired from the pool party he attended today and b) somewhat offended that his sister, for once, is engrossed in a game and doesn't immediately want to relinquish the computer and he's having to *gasp* wait.

He's a master of "You can have it after I'm done with..." which has a tendency to go on and on and on. So shoe's on the other foot and he's miffed that I'm not in the slightest bit sympathetic. He also knows not to push me too far, since I could care less about the computer games and would have absolutely no problem selling them off to buy new shoes.

Barb, how about a timer? Or allowing one kid the 7-8 hour and the other kid the 8-9 hour?

There's also the "one cuts the cake, the other chooses the first piece" with the first kid having one hour, but the one who goes second gets some added time.