There is a certain look that you get when you know your child is possessed by something bigger than he is. You know the one, the blank stare with the eyes that burn through your head when you ask him to stop.
The Geekling is 4.5 years old. When I was pregnant I expected that screentime would eventually be an issue, but I wasn’t expecting it to hit us so early on in his life. Now when I ask him to put down his Dad’s iPad or turn off the TV, I sit waiting and fully expecting to see his head to start spinning a la Linda Blair.
