You rang?- November 14, 2011

My mom gave Charlotte an old hand-sewn alphabet book from my childhood. I flipped through its stitched pages with Charlotte in my lap and chuckled when I got to “T”.

I’m not sure Charlotte will ever see a phone like this.

Do you remember the phone in your kitchen as a kid? The one mounted on the wall with the spiral cord hanging down? After school I would get wrapped up in the plastic spirals while getting wrapped up in gossip with my girlfriends. Maybe I would hash out that night’s math homework with the receiver pressed to my face.

By high school we had a cordless. Oh, thank God! That way I could whisk myself off to my room with the door closed and like, totally talk to my boyfriend without family interference.

In college and later, I was so psyched to have the Nokia with the color faceplate. You could play Solitaire on it. Hello! The pink Motorola Razor I coveted seems so “dumb” now compared to my Smart Phones.

Now I am admitting to you that I cannot leave my home without two Smart Phones. I have a Blackberry for work and an iPhone for real life. Greyson and Charlotte tie for #1 in the list of things I love. My iPhone is a close #2. I’m not sure how I ever got by without it’s magical screen that allows me to Tweet, text, Pin, surf, kill green pigs with birds, and watch the Honey Badger over and over. I sleep with it next to my head.