I am going to be getting a new phone. The cell company called me up and offered one of those sign-up-for-a-long-enough-to-earn-a-major-degree-and-we'll-give-you-a-phone deals. Since my four year old phone is getting a little snarky about dialing the number 4, which is a hassle in a 416 area code that needs said code dialed for every number, I said yes.
I was driving along telling the girls about this, when eldest pipes in.
"Can I have your old phone when the new one comes?"
O: "Well hon, I don't think it will work, and if it does, I'll give it to your Dad."
Eldest: "You never give me anything!"
O: "Come on now...."
Eldest: "All the other kids have cell phones...."
O: "THERE IS NO WAY YOU ARE GETTING A CELL PHONE!"
Eldest: "That's OK, I don't want one anyway"
Kids are great for a laugh.
Eldest has since blown a fever. Poor thing, hope the night is quiet.