I have been loyal to my blackberry phone for many years, and for the most part, it's been loyal to me. Until recently. Suddenly, I couldn't get emails, my keyboard was falling apart, and let's face it trying to surf the web on a blackberry is like trying to surf on sand instead of water. For at least a year my kids have been telling me, "Mom, you need to get a smart phone!" Gregg echoed the thought a few times, but worried about the learning curve (he sometimes tells me I repel technology). Anyway, my sweet husband finally made an executive decision last week and brought me home the new iphone. It was somewhat of a strange phenomena as I opened the box. The kids gathered around me and you would have thought we were attending a fireworks show from the, "Oooooos and Awwweees!" "Guys, it's just a phone" I reminded them. For the next week, everyone in the house wanted to hold, play with, talk to, and take pictures with my new phone (case in point below).
Until I finally had to have a heart to heart with all of them....."Guys, I'm sorry to tell you there in no we in the iphone. So, stop touching my phone. And I love you all to the moon and back."
I have to admit, this phone has been a lot of fun, and my favorite part is the camera.
A few shots from my iphone on the road.
The kids helping out at our church's "Bishop's Storehouse"
Sierra's new glasses.
And wow....Christmas countdown......a week from today!
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