Me:  Who are you gonna text?

Mum:  I don't know. You guys!

Me:  I don't want to get texts from you.

Mum:  Eh, just show me.

[after the demonstration]

Mum:  So what do I do?

Me:  [frustrated] Touch the applications icon

Mum:  Like this?

Me:  No, the middle one.

Mum:  I am, but it's not working.

Me:   Watch where you touch, your fingers are big.

Mum:  [a little miffed]  What?

Me:  I mean, we all have big fingers. 

Her first text:

What's upM?

What the heck? Now I really don't want to get text messages from her. My mum finally entered the 21st century with her mobile phone. When a cell phone is cheaper than a landline and your 64 year old mum has to adjust to a touchscreen smartphone you know you've entered a different era.

My older sister came over tonight to visit and all I hear from the living room is...

Mommy?! What are you doing?

Mum:  I'm practicing

Buffy:  Stop taking pictures of me!

Haha. We've created a monster. I hope she doesn't figure out how to turn the shutter sound off!

Dinner Rina.