Teenage Girls are Weird

My daughter’s birthday was this week. We bought her a cell phone — her first one. It’s a Tracfone; one where she pays for the minutes with her own money so she can learn the discipline of limiting her phone time. She was so happy that she cried. Then she gave me an unsolicited hug and told me she loved me.

I don’t much care for talking on the phone. I never have. I’ve probably spent less time in my life talking on the phone than I’ve spend … well … BUILDING THIS STUPID FENCE AROUND MY BACKYARD THAT IS ONLY TWO-THIRDS DONE BUT THAT I CAN’T DO ANY WORK ON BECAUSE MENARD’S IS NOW OUT OF STOCK ON THE PRESSURE-TREATED 2″ x 3″ x 8′ STUDS I NEED FOR RAILINGS.


Anyway (and here’s the part of this story that I wouldn’t care to try to explain to a visitor from the 19th century) my daughter spent the rest of the evening calling her friends on our land line to tell them she had a cell phone, then hanging up the land line and texting them on her cell phone even though the only topic of conversation was the fact that she now had a cell phone — something that could be far more thoroughly discussed on the land line.

And … we were informed that there is now a group of teenage girls scattered across northeastern Illinois who love us and think we’re the coolest parents ever.

So we’ve got that going for us anyway, which is nice.

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4 Responses to Teenage Girls are Weird

  1. Katherine says:

    Oh, wow. Your daughter is so funny. :-) Personally I’ve never enjoyed phones, and I hardly use my cell phone, but that’s probably abnormal for a girl…so I guess I’m the one who’s weird.

  2. A great picture – it really tells the story of how much she enjoyed her gift. How can you top this next time?

  3. Lindy says:

    I am very happy! And I thank you veryyy mucho daddy!!!!
    And Yeah daddy, how ARE you gonna top this next time?? A car perhaps?

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