Last night I watched my techno children engaging with their techno world. While both were watching TV, I also had K with his nose in his iPad and J glued to his iPhone. I should also add that I was playing solitaire on my iPhone too. I know, boring, but I like it. I got a high score!
After a while the gentle drone of the background noise of the TV and the pings and tings of the iDevices were penetrated by the onset a giggles coming from K. Giggles turned to laughs, which became belly laughs, which ultimately resulted in roars of uncontrollable hilarity. I am talking laughing his balls, doodle, arms, legs and face off all at once.
J and I stared at him, then looked at each other. J shrugs his shoulders and goes back to whatever he was doing. Curiosity gets the better of me, and so I ask, ‘Watcha doing?’
Through the tears and wails of laughter he finally replies, ‘I’m looking (hahahaha) at (hehe) owl and cat (LOLOLOL) memes! (Bwahahaha!!!).’
Maybe a dumb question, but… What’s a meme?
Turns out that memes are those pictures of cats or dogs or whatever with funny quotes and nonsense that float around cyberspace and end up on your Facebook wall. You know, like that grumpy cat that has been circulating for a while now. Endless source of entertainment. Obviously my tech savvy children have to educate me on such terms.
So ultimately, K’s browsing the Internet and loosing himself in meme land resulted in him giving himself a full blown asthma attack. So much so, that I had to pry his iPad out of his hands to get him to calm down while I pumped some ventolin into him. Even so, long after the iPad had gone to bed, residual ‘after giggles’ remained, like when you remember something funny that happened that day and can’t help but laugh while all the people around you look on like you have lost your marbles.
This morning, J showed me an app he had on his phone where you can create YOUR OWN memes! Yes, you heard me right, you do not need to have a grumpy cat though, you can use your own non-grumpy cat, or your children, or your good self. Anything you can take a photo of really, and yes if you have no creativity what-so-ever, you can use the grumpy cat from the Internet too.
J and I set off on a secret mission to sneak up on K and take his photo. We found him in his favourite spot – curled up on the nursing chair in T’s room, playing with, you guessed it – his iPad.
We made this: