The girls each have their own cell phone. Of course, they don't have service and they are our old phones but they love them. Annabelle claimed the pink one and Gwyneth has B's old black one. They call each other and chat, but they mostly call their cousin Madison. My favorite phrase is when Annabelle says 'Oh, hi Becky. I talk to Madison, pease!". 
Uh oh, where's G's phone?
There it is!
When I was a tween, I loved, loved, loved talking on the phone. Day and night I was gabbing on the phone. It drove my parents nuts. My sister and I fought over the phone constantly. At one point we had three lines in our house - one for my parents, one for Stacy, one for me. Once I started high school, I completely switched gears and have hated talking on the phone ever since. I'm a texter and an emailer and I avoid talking on the phone as much as possible. Kind of ironic I work for a phone company, huh?
It seems my girls have started early with the phone addiction. They take their phones with them everywhere - in the car, to bed, and Annabelle even keeps hers in her coat pocket when she's at school. I'm not looking forward to those phone bills when they're teenagers....
Uh oh, where's G's phone?There it is!
When I was a tween, I loved, loved, loved talking on the phone. Day and night I was gabbing on the phone. It drove my parents nuts. My sister and I fought over the phone constantly. At one point we had three lines in our house - one for my parents, one for Stacy, one for me. Once I started high school, I completely switched gears and have hated talking on the phone ever since. I'm a texter and an emailer and I avoid talking on the phone as much as possible. Kind of ironic I work for a phone company, huh?It seems my girls have started early with the phone addiction. They take their phones with them everywhere - in the car, to bed, and Annabelle even keeps hers in her coat pocket when she's at school. I'm not looking forward to those phone bills when they're teenagers....
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