My 2 1/2 year old son Cole has been eyeing up the BIIIIG Froggy sticker for days like it's pure gold. I told him that was the prize: The BIG Potty deserves the BIG sticker. He earned it this week with a gleeful shout: "I GOT THE BIG POTTY STICKA MOMMY!!!"
So easy to please my lil buddy. Friends razzed me for not rewarding him with a "real" treat. "Take him shopping for a new matchbox car!"..."Buy him REAL stickers!" What?! Look at that face - he'd be thrilled with an empty box to play in.
Proud of ya, Buddy! Toot your horn...that I made out of a discarded toilet roll!!!
Hey, when I got this beauty, it was the hottest phone to have....back in '09. Yes, I've had my cell for THAT long. Now it's almost a game to see how much life this quirky lil pup still has in it.
I have no apps; even Facebook will no longer accept the archaic process of texting status updates and pictures. That was the only way I could connect with the digitally social world. I basically have become “THAT GIRL” who would never get a cell phone back in the 2000’s (damn, writing that made me feel old!) Now, “THAT GIRL” has a phone, but she can’t do anything cool with it!
However, there is a plus side. Since my phone doesn’t do all those neat things, I still try to have a conversation -- wait for it --face-to-face. Do teens even know how to do this?
I’m not on the phone while driving…mostly to dodge other drivers that are face down in their cell. (thank you, sis, for having a “designated txtr” while driving…initially thought it was funny, but now realizing this could be a life-saver).
My phone is not a drug that I can’t put down. Look around … how many people can you find NOT staring at their phone? Sad.
It’s that “Her” Phenom (see the movie – eerie future prediction?) that scares me away from taking the plunge into updating my phone. Isn’t it interesting how impersonal the means of social media is becoming? I guess until I accept it, keep a lookout for my status updates via smoke signals…