As a parent, the world can often be hard to introduce your child to. Adding hughesnet internet to the mix of explaining bullies, first kisses, and other such trials of growing up can be a painful experience especially for the parent.
My child, too precocious for her own good, at 9 wanted desperately to play online. She hounded me constantly, daily for a month. Finally, like all good moms, I gave in. After at least an hour of warnings of not giving out her real name, address or anything else that could possibly be used to kidnap her with, I am not sure who was more scared, me or me. Ok, so I was a little paranoid. And after questions of why in this instance it was ok to lie (kids and their incessant questions) I finally allowed my child to hit the hughesnet in kentucky that was her new link to the global community and the new nightmare to keep me up at nights. After some searching and discussing, we found a website where she could adopt a cuddly creature, feed it, play with it, earn some coins, etc. In her new virtual playground, she quickly settled in and to a mother's utter content, she decided she was happy where she was and we could approach emails another day. Small win for me, giant step for her.