I overheard this moderately troubling conversation in the playroom yesterday:
Macy: I'm texting Joshua.
Polly: Oh, I'm texing Alasa (her made up name for everything)
Macy: Joshua is a boy
Polly: Oh... a boy
Macy: Now I'm going to call Chrisine
Polly: Is he a boy or a girl?
Macy: She's a girl. . . Oh, hi Chrisine. . . good. . .Oh, I'm just going to hang up and text you now.
This is moderately troubling for 3 reasons:
1. I hardly ever text myself
2. We DON'T text boys
3. She already knows texting is prefered over having an acutal conversation.