Sunday, March 04, 2007
What could be SO important that ...
I cringed when I heard that Disney is putting out a cell phone product that is geared toward little kids. My initial reaction: SERIOUSLY?!?!?! You have GOT to be kidding me.
My second reaction: SERIOUSLY!?!?!?!!? You have GOT to be kidding me ... what do they need a cell phone for?
I envision my kids carrying around a phone for whatever purpose it is that we have deemed it so important to put that phone in their hands. Here's how the phone conversations would go:
Queen Bee: (as a man answers the phone of a friend she is calling) Billy doesn't have a dad ... and shoves the phone in my direction.
The Door Man: Huh? What? Yeah. Ok. Bye.
The Monkey: I like lip gloss... you know what? I have lip gloss on. It's pink. It's pretty. Do you have lip gloss?
Because really ... my kids don't have the social skills to talk on a NORMAL phone, let alone a cell phone.
Ok...here's where I go all grandma on ya ... when I was growing up, we certainly didn't have cell phones. Our mode of communication was playing in an area where you could still hear your mother beckoning you home for dinner.
Do I think that kids should have cell phones? Absolutely not. Cell phones are rites of passage. They should receive them when THEY can pay for the bill.
All right ... I am editing to add this commentary: if there are DIRE circumstances that a child needs a phone, then so be it. And of course, it is every parent's choice to place that phone in their child's possession. But just to have a phone ... to have a phone ... well, that is different.
Ooops... gotta go. My cell phone is ringing.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
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