And THEN our life changed

Forget it all: the kid, the resultant lack of sleep and other bed-based recreation, the toys all over the house and the smell...yesterday, I saw as clear as day that nothing is as life changing as what my wife has just entered into.

A simple request. "Can you put the pictures of P8N on a memory stick or e-mail them to me?" Later followed by, "Can you send me our wedding picture? And do you know where my Africa images are, I need them for Facebook." HUH? "Yeah, I need to post pictures and stuff so that I look cool."

I should have known. I'd heard horror stories from others and when Little Miss Reno convinced my wife to set up an account so she could see her profile and pictures I should have known the slippery slope had been stepped upon.

The addiction has taken hold. Mrs. Suburbia now spends copious amounts of time doing her best Carol Anne impression while I yell, "don't look into the light"... I can only hope this is a phase.