Handing a toddler a mobile to occupy him while dad wakes up seemed a good idea…
It was when I started collecting bruises on my face that I knew it was a problem. Even though I’d known for a while that my son’s phone use was something I needed to keep an eye on, the turning point arrived when he plunged it directly into my eye.
It was a standard 5.30am start and I was greeting the day like all parents of toddlers; detached, groggy, delighted to see my son, but also in that half-mad waking state common to normal human beings. Toddlers have no such setting. As an 18-month-old, he wakes up each morning as if he’s been chugging Lucozade in his sleep. Fourteen seconds removed from unconsciousness, he’s ready to run a 5K, fight a giraffe and write the Great American Novel. In moments like this I have been known to hand him my phone for some respite Peppa Pig, just while my brain slowly rebuilds enough to fetch his morning bottle.
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