My daughter turned 9 last week. This is the child who lives and breathes all things pink and all things Barbie.
As I decorated the house for her upcoming birthday party, she came up to me and announced that she had something very important to tell me. I stopped taping pink and purple balloons to the fireplace and sat down to listen to her. I looked into the serious brown eyes of my daughter as she announced that this would be her last single digit birthday. Single digit? Who the heck talks that way? What child refers to her birthday in terms of digits? Does this mean she really had been paying attention in math class?
I was informed that once she turns double digits she will no longer be interested in toys. An easily fooled mommy might have looked at this declaration as an opportunity to save money on future birthday gifts but I knew better. This announcement had dollar signs written all over it.
As a grown-up child at the age of 10, or as Gracie referred to it, "the big 1-0," she would be ready for a cell phone and iPad. Ok, I'm not proud to admit it but I responded by telling her that I didn't get my first cell phone until I was 35.
"I can't help it if they didn't have technology until you were an old woman." She said.
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