o.K THIS MOMMY-LAWYER, admits that modern day technology is something I try to stay in tune with, in fact my ten year old daughter is showing me how to "POST". Well, I learned a few days ago that I still have some things about techno gadgets I can actually teach my kids. It happened one night as I loade up the mamma mini van- not my car of choice, but after chrystler's three hour commercial advertising (shoving down a poor mom's throat_ all the really super cool kid features) It become apparent I was out-numbered. With tears in my eyes I caled and cancelled my pre-ordered 2008 Yukon Denali. We ordered this to replace our recently stolen Suburban. Well not for me, I was moving on up...to the top, finally got a piece of the pie. I will now bedriving a mama bear mini van. I am oficially no longer cool and with the 17 cup holders, my car is always messy, more so than ever before. But hey, can't complain, I mean I do get to listen to the kids watch Hanah Montana for hours on end.
So I loaded 6 kids all under the age of ten (your, mine, ours & the neighbors) MAde it to walmart-not that it ever closed, but I do try to get teh kids home on a school night somewhere in the vicintity of bedtime and time to wake for school LOL. The first thing I realized was that once again I left my cell pohne at home. My brand new I-phone, which is more like having an actual computer @all times-as soon as my ten year old shows me how to operate it. No Phone. What do we od. We really needed to make a phone call. I am not kidding, we had to place this call.
As luck would have it I spotted a pay phone; I did not even know they still exsisted. So with 6 whining kids in tow we headed to the first set of doors at Walmart, you know the area where they have the video games. Before heading to the phone I searched my purse for coins. If my memory served me I was quite certain that it no longer cost a nickle; better grab a dime I thought. Come to think of it, I distinctly remember a time in college when I used the pay phone and it now cost a full quarter. I grabbed two just in case
Six kids looked at me like I was nuts as I headed to the archaic looking time machine hanging from the wall. I deposited the coins and dialed my home telephone number. Snickers, smiles, whispers, giggles and strange looks came from my kids. In each others ear they whispered and amazingly enough could hear aprts of what they were saying, over the laughter erupting form all
