Like any other stay at home parent I bought my phone to stay connected better to the outside world. It's been great, too great as there will be times when I have ignored my kids for hours waiting on someone to play a word in words with friends. Another problem, the phone is no longer MY PHONE. It seems as though whenever my boys want it they either pickpocket me or scream until they turned a bright shade of red. It's not a phone so much as a gaming device with a bunch of colorful little squares on it that can also make phone calls, but who does that.
I always find myself amazed and what my boys leave behind on my phone, most of the time its pictures of the games that played or a picture of someones butt. I know, how juvenile, but they are only seven and four and the fact that they can even operate the phone amazes me sometimes. I don't always find pictures on there though, sometimes I find things that are quite disturbing. I hope you enjoy this weeks Wednesday's Window.
Well, this is my phone and two can play at this game. Tyler it's payback time.
Sometimes I wonder how they figure out how to do these things. As long as they aren't plotting my actual death they can play with my phone as much as they want. Pretty sure there isn't an app for that.