So Now I Get to Be This Kind of Mother

Two years ago, I sold all my gold jewelry to buy my daughter an iPod Touch for her birthday.

It was nicer than my first iPhone, but she wanted to say she had a phone, anyway, even though she admitted the Touch is shinier and faster and yes, better. It didn't matter: Semantics are what they are.

Six months ago, my husband told me even phones not connected to a plan can call 911. That night, I cleared out my old phone and handed it to her.

*crickets*

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