There was a time when we watched our children. When I was a kid growing up in Brooklyn I couldn't go around the corner without my mother having a fit. She'd send one of my older cousins to get me, then I'd be stuck on the stoop behind the gate for the rest of the day mumbling, and complaining under my breath. That is, if she let me stay outside. Even if she didn't catch me, somebody in the neighborhood would. They'd tell me to go home, and then they would tell my mother, my father, my Grandmother, or my Grandfather what I was up to. The point is, somebody always had eyes on me, and every other kid in the neighborhood. Today children don't play outside like I used to, and they have unlimited access to a world that is so far beyond the corner that they can be hard to watch. Hard, but not impossible. The fact of the matter is, where they go inside can be far more dangerous than anything that can be found around any corner. With that being said, we must monitor what they do when they park themselves in front of a screen.