High Tech Grandmama

There is a person I know who says often, "If my grandchildren want to talk to me, they can call me on the phone or write me a letter. I'm not doing that email stuff." And he means call him on his house phone, not on his cell phone that's in a drawer somewhere. Text messages are not even in his vocabulary. On the other hand, I'm happy to hear from my family any way they want to communicate. 

I was delighted to get this text message last night as I was waiting to start our program. (Big Sister just got her own phone!) Sounds like Big Sister survived her first day of middle school. We are all glad to be past that first day.

Baby Sister had her own big day---her car seat was finally turned around to the forward facing position. In a two-year-old world, that's a big step, too. Thanks to Mommy for emailing me a photo. Personally, I'm thankful for all the technologies that let us keep in touch. 

I always wonder if there were people many years ago who resisted things like the telephone---"If you want to talk to me, don't expect me to get one of those new-fangled telephone things! You can just come knock on my door." I'm betting there were.

Note: If you wondered about the text message above, yes--I lead a ukulele band. The Yesterukes band is made of mostly grandparents who primarily play for audience filled with more grandparents. You can learn more about us here.