faulker009

Today was a very sad day for me. My little girl is no longer little. She now has her first cell phone. Ok, she is 13.  And she is taller than her mom. But her own personal cell phone? WHY? What did I do to deserve this! Do you know how much texting she is going to do? Do you know how many friends she is going to talk to? What's next, Boys? You can tell by the grays on my head that I am no longer young, but now... I am officially old! My daughter has her own phone number. Just because EVERY other child, ten and over, has their cell phone doesn't mean we have to do it. Right? If every other child were to jump off the high dive, would you? Does this mean she doesn't have to eat her vegetables any more, "because we said so"? Or put away that pile of dirty clothes in her room... Or pickup the dog poop... This decision was a long time in coming, but somehow we held her off. Until today. Today we went to get my daughter her first phone AND trade in my wife’s dinosaur of ...

My 12-year old girl is getting to the age where things can be very confusing... for me. Many times she acts like she is 18. Sometimes, she is eight. But the bottom line is I am watching my little baby disappear in front of my eyes. If you think this blog is headed down Sadness Avenue, it is not. I am really enjoying watching her grow up. We listen to a lot of the same music -- except for Bob Dylan. For some reason, she thinks he sounds whiny. What does she know? We enjoy a lot of the same movies and TV shows. Most of all, we enjoy each other. I hope that continues. One thing that we don’t have in common, is a cell phone. I know it’s only a short time away, but somehow we have successfully held off getting her a cell phone for the time being. Being unemployed, it’s easy to justify not wanting the extra monthly costs, but I think the truth is, we, her parents, are not ready for that next step of independence. I certainly understand the upside of her having a phone if she ...