A new phase has entered the house of Becki. It has been one that I knew would come sooner or later. I especially knew when Bug began his technology obsession before the age of two. I knew when he had his own pretend (yet very real and just not connected to a service provider) cell phone. I realized it would be major when that one phone escalated into three phones and the desire to have even more.
It became even more clear when Bug started showing me how things worked on the phone. Showing me! How is it that he should know what I do not?
I knew it – I knew that one day he would be the teenager glued to the phone and never wanting to get off.
But what I didn’t know was that he would go through his teenaged phone phase at the very young age of five.
Bug loves to make phone calls. He will talk your ear off for hours if you let him. He will attempt to tell you jokes, stories of what happened throughout the day, tales of what he did or didn’t eat, the color of the sky, details of the car driving by – whatever he can talk about. He may never talk to you in person. He might not even look at you. But get him on the phone and he will never stop.
And what cracks me up is that he actually will get on the phone (dialing all by himself) and then say to me, “I’m going to my room now where it is quiet so I can talk.” Then he will do just that and lay on his belly on top of his bed with his feet up like I once did when I was thirteen!
He calls his Daddy every day at 4:15 and talks to him the entire drive home – pretty much until the Hubs turns onto our street.
He calls my brother.
He has tried calling his Grampa but didn’t realize that Grampa works.
He will call Gramma – he even left her a voicemail the other day!
How did my five year-old become a teenager so quickly!?!
And heaven forbid you interrupt him! When Bug is on the phone that is it – no one better disturb him, LOL!!!
What a hoot!
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