I suppose our generation of moms worried about it too.
Except then, it was over Barbie Dream Houses and the Barbie Winnebago and baby dolls that cried thanks to an inserted battery pack.
Concern that good old-fashioned pretend play was going out of style.
That somehow we kids would lose the ability to just take some old cardboard boxes and fashion the doll house of our dreams.
That we ran the risk of forgetting how to make pretend that the beloved baby doll was crying and to pretend that her little cloth diaper was wet.
So I guess it's sort of like that.
When 6 of 8 has her buddy AT over and this is what they choose to do.
It's not all the time. There are certainly many an hour spent playing babies and house and girl cops and Barbies and chefs and dress-up.
But they do love their Club Penguin time.
They're in the Matrix, I suppose.
It just happens to be predicated on an interactive data base.