Mike's cellphone is somewhat of a dinosaur. It's a pretty basic LG flip model, while mine is a newer fancy LG with a slide out keyboard, so I was instantly frustrated when he asked me to text a friend using his phone the other night. He was driving, so wasn't able to do it himself. After a couple of minutes of pecking out the letters via the keypad......
Me: This is death.
Mike: What?! My phone is dead?
Me: No, texting like this. It's death. Seriously, when are you getting a new phone?
Mike: Oh I thought you were telling me my phone was dead.
And then from the seat behind me... my Abby.
Abby: You know, it would be nice if heaven had the technology. Then your Dad could text you. He could send you a message. That would be nice.
My word, where does she come up with this stuff?
3 comments:
Maybe he has top notch sending technology in heaven.
it's on earth that we don't know how to receive their messages yet
...maybe
What a sweet girl!
kids say the darndest things! so cute and sweet, sad and innocent all at once!
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