I missed a very important phone call this afternoon. My husband answered the phone and it was our 9 year old grand daughter calling. He barely got out a hello before she said, “I’m bored so I’m calling to talk to Grandma.” She was disappointed I wasn’t home but talked with Grandpa for a few minutes. And then I was disappointed when I heard I missed a very important phone call.
After a couple of rounds of phone tag, we talked and shared our days like girlfriends-what was boring, what was fun. We live about 3 hours apart, so I don’t get to see my grand kids too often, but more often than if I lived a state or two away. I think we are the last family in the country to hold out with cell phones/smart phones; so when we talk it’s on a telephone. My sons and their wives are in their mid 30s and do not have cell phones, either. We all used to but got tired of the outrageous fees. I do believe, though, the first person to get one will be my grand daughter…she’d have one yesterday if she could.
Whatever the phone, I love that she called, “just to chat.”