My daughter is going into the 6th grade and she doesn't have a phone. To her, and most of her friends, this is a travesty and my "mommy ratings" have plummeted because I won't cave and buy her one. We made a rule long ago that our little people would get phones for 8th grade graduation, just prior to high school, and I'm sticking to my guns. What happened to earning something, paying for it yourself, or God forbid being asked to wait with patience.....everything is so fast and furious these days...so snappy speedy....gimme gimme gimme...it's enough to drive a person mental. Mix that with a relentless 11-yr-old female and you've got yourself a battling bonanza. I've been calling her Veruka Salt..........
You all remember that little spoiled witch from Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. "Daddy! I want an Oompa Loompa and I want one NOW!" Switch the words Oompa Loompa and iPhone and it's the same scene except that I'm saying no. I've got to hand it to my mini me though, she does negotiate well and her art of persuasive selling is pretty decent. She has learned many things under my tutelage, and someday she will be a Master Sensei of Sass too, but not in this house. There's only room for one sheriff in town.....and her name is Kelly Von Sassypants......so back it up, sister!
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