Had something interesting happen last night.
Our daughter was over for dinner and said, "hold on. I have to check-in on my game." "You're what?" I asked. "My TownsVille game," she replied.
I looked at her with shock. "Wait a minute! I remember you and your mom both making fun of me years ago when I used to rush home to tend to my gardens in Farmville, and now you're playing the same type of game? I actually quit playing because you two would always tease me."
My wife said, "Hon. The crops weren't real, and you hadn't even cut our grass."
My daughter, my baby-girl, my pride and joy chuckled, "Yeah, and times are different now." And then she looked at me and smiled.
I would have sent her to her room, except... she's 28, and has her own place.