I've got four children. One is a journalist (she just had major surgery), one works in computers and helped build this site, another is in college, and one is a senior in high school.
I like to say they keep me young. Heh. Actually, the younger ones remind me what a dinosaur I am. For example, I refuse to give in to the texting craze, and get mildly irritated when the youngest is conversing with me at the same time she is tapping messages on her phone.
Worse, it has lately occurred to me that if I want to get through to that child on her phone, I may need to take up texting myself. The only reason I got her a cell to begin with was because I wanted to be able to keep in touch while she's out racketing around, or in case she needed help. Instead it's tap-tap-tap all day long. In the first two days after she got texting, she sent 4000 messages.
It's a whole new world. And here I thought I was doing well just to be able to Google my way around the universe. Not well enough apparently. Now even college-aged son, who said on many occasions that he never wanted texting, is asking for it. Yup. It seems it's the only way he can keep in touch with some of his friends. Well, that's how my youngest got her texting. Her BFF told her she had to get it or they wouldn't be able to keep in touch once BFF went away to college. Now I'm hearing the very same thing from son.
So naturally I want to know: am I being held up? Or is this a reality I'm just going to have to get used to?
The new book is coming along nicely. I think you're going to like Mike Windwalker. And I'm learning a whole lot about the Cheyenne. A fascinating people with a fascinating story.
Hugs, Rachel
I like to say they keep me young. Heh. Actually, the younger ones remind me what a dinosaur I am. For example, I refuse to give in to the texting craze, and get mildly irritated when the youngest is conversing with me at the same time she is tapping messages on her phone.
Worse, it has lately occurred to me that if I want to get through to that child on her phone, I may need to take up texting myself. The only reason I got her a cell to begin with was because I wanted to be able to keep in touch while she's out racketing around, or in case she needed help. Instead it's tap-tap-tap all day long. In the first two days after she got texting, she sent 4000 messages.
It's a whole new world. And here I thought I was doing well just to be able to Google my way around the universe. Not well enough apparently. Now even college-aged son, who said on many occasions that he never wanted texting, is asking for it. Yup. It seems it's the only way he can keep in touch with some of his friends. Well, that's how my youngest got her texting. Her BFF told her she had to get it or they wouldn't be able to keep in touch once BFF went away to college. Now I'm hearing the very same thing from son.
So naturally I want to know: am I being held up? Or is this a reality I'm just going to have to get used to?
The new book is coming along nicely. I think you're going to like Mike Windwalker. And I'm learning a whole lot about the Cheyenne. A fascinating people with a fascinating story.
Hugs, Rachel
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