Grandma's Phone

After spending the past ten days on vacation with my grandchildren, I have to say this cartoon fits perfectly.  It's amazing how our view of the world has changed since I was a child.  I was so proud of my orange princess phone that I got for Christmas when I was 16.  It plugged into my bedroom wall next to my beanbag chair and was used only for the purpose of "talking."  I spent hours every week talking on that phone. 

Now, the grandkids ask what games I have on my phone.  I have only one - Bowling - and my grandson loves it.  We were in the car the other night with both grandkids in the back, playing a game on my daughter-in-laws iPad.  I believe it was called "Minion Rush" based on the Despicable Me movies.  They were very good at sharing it, playing one game and passing it back and forth.

I have no movies or music on my phone.  I do text - but I;m an anal texter.  I have to spell out every word correctly and add in the proper punctuation.  I've been blaming it on the fact that I'm a writer, but my mother does the same thing so maybe it's genetic?  Whatever it is, I'll never be on the same level with my electronics as my children or grandchildren.  Nor do I want to be.  My life is complicated enough as it is!