I've never restricted our sons' surfing habits.
I didn't think it necessary.
We flatter ourselves that we've done a sufficiently good job as parents to ensure they know where to go and what's ok.
Yesterday I happened to be passing (the laptop is in my bedroom) and saw they were on one of their frequent visits to YouTube.
Their search history of the site was on screen.
Let's see now.
What videos had my little darlings been looking for?
First on the list:
Ahhh - how sweet is that?
CHARLIE THE UNICORN.
Bizarre but pretty harmless I think. They don't get it anyway.
(Neither do I.)
Oh right ...
It seems that ... er ...
(draws deep breath)
my dear sweet boys ...
(hot flush creeps up torso and over neck like advancing fog)
have been searching for videos of ...
(sweat breaks out on upper lip)
... um ... chess games.
How very ... er ... precocious ...
(lips turn up into rictus smile while eyes dart left and right - a look best described as demonic).