Kristyn will be fourteen this year and as mortified as she was, I've told you all about her starting high school in the fall. Considering she will have to travel to the next town to go there, John and I felt it a good time to start thinking about getting her a cell phone. She immediately attacked this idea with an excitement only shown by today's brand of teenager. We told her that we would get her one as a grade eight graduation present.
She seemed fine with that, but by mid-January, she started making noise about wanting a phone really badly. This was aptly timed with her best friend turning fourteen and getting a phone of her own. Being the hard-nose disciplinarians we are, we stood our ground.
Only, I didn't give birth to dimwitted children. They're actually quite smart and bit crafty.
In February we received a note home that Kristyn had been chosen to head to either Carleton or Ottawa University for enrichment courses. We said yes, she enrolled and will attend in May.
Two weeks ago she said to John and I "Mommy and Daddy, I was the only one from our school who chose physics and now I have to go to Ottawa U alone. Everyone else is going to Carleton."
I had no reply besides "That's interesting" or "Uh huh, you'll make new friends, suck it up". You know, the usual parent stuff.
She persisted with it, and you'd really have to see this child's beautiful hazel eyes when they're trying to portray self-doubt and worry to understand what we were up against.
"But, I'll be all alone. All day. In Ottawa. And I'm from a small town. What if something happens and I have to find a pay phone or responsible adult?"
John and I blinked at each other. Being of a crafty sort ourselves, we knew where she was headed.
"Okay, baby." I said. "What should we do?"
She twisted in her foot, looked right up at both of us, gave us a great big hug and said "What if I got my cell phone early?"
We were kind of sunk. The kid had a point. The idea of her being on that large campus with a small group of peers and no way of getting a hold of either of us sent me in a spiral of panic. And there is no way in the home of Damien that I am doing something crazy like lend her my precious Blackberry!
So, last Friday, we took a very excited Kristyn to Telus and bought her first cell phone. She was so stoked she was shaking as she picked out the pretty purple slider texting phone. She is a walking ball of unlimited texting this child. She sent almost four hundred texts her first weekend! I hesitate to say she comes by it honestly, but I know you know where she got this from.
And it's not her father!