My son got me last year with his instant messaging. He suspected I was nosing around his instant messages, over his shoulder, pretending to be him when he was out of the room to see what he and his friends were talking about (I know I know) Anyway, he had his laptop (wireless, upstairs and our main computer is in the kitchen. He set up a new account, pretended to be a girl telling him she really needed to talk to him that they had to make a decision about the baby....needless to say...I could not talk, about passed out until I got to the last line that said...Hey Mom, gotcha, its me upstairs, please quit reading my mail!!) April fool it was!