Sunday, November 26, 2006

Migo To Store And Spoil Kid

"No eight year old child, constantly supervised by responsible adults, needs a cell phone for Christmas," said the Voice Of Reason, or the Joy Killer, depending on who you polled.

"Of course not," I agreed, caressing the tiny "Migo" phone lovingly. "Hey! Do you remember that story about the little girl ten miles from our house who was kidnapped by a maniac and used his cell phone to save her life by texting her mom?"

"She was walking home from the bus. No eight year old child, constantly supervised by responsible adults"....began the Joy Killer, voice trailing off into a pathetic whimper.

"A posse of machine gun wielding maniacs hijacks the van taking Madeleine from Our Lady Of Perpetual Tuition Academy to afterschool care and one brave child pulls a Migo from her pink backpack and saves the day," I mused.

"No eight year old child.....Add this to our account please," said the Defeated Joy Killer.

Why, it was only 2 months ago that I stood at the doorway welcoming guests for the birthday slumber party. Pretending to be a responsible adult, I collected contact phone numbers from the arriving parents.

"Oh no need to do that....Sydney has her own cell," said Yuppina.

Well, isn't that special? I thought disparagingly. And look at me now!

WHY I BOUGHT MY EIGHT YEAR OLD, CONSTANTLY SUPERVISED BY RESPONSIBLE ADULTS, A CELL PHONE

1. Because I can.

2. Because I'm a wimp.

3. Because, once in awhile, it's fun to make a child's dreams come true.

4. Because I'm a wimp.

5. Because I'm putting kidnappers on notice--My kid will soon have a tiny expensive toy that she will totally use to call 911 and bust you.

Beware!!

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

But. It's sooooooo cute.

Anonymous said...

I'm waiting for the Hello Kitty version.

(sad isn't it)

annr

Anonymous said...

Be warned - cell phone bill veeeeery ugly. I have a hundred dollar stipend from my company AND a bundle payment deal and I STILL get caught bumsquabbled by the cost every so often.

Teach her Morse code or something..?

LaLa said...

Ha ha..love the post. Now she is sooooo cool!! I do love those little phones. You can do what you want..you are her mommy...just no calling boys YUCK

Johnny said...

If I could surgically embed a tracking device in my daughter (I know, I know it actually exists), I would.

Anonymous said...

My oldest is getting one for her 10th birthday. Why not Christmas you ask? Because she's getting a $250 camera and printer! Nahhh, they're not spoiled.

From one wimp to another...

LilySea said...

Because YOU wanted it. Admit it! Heck, I want one bad enough to practically buy it for my not even 2 year-old.

Actually, come to think of it, Cole has a terrible time remembering how to use her phone. This one might be just the thing.

carolinagirl79 said...

I do love it. It looks like a little alien baby!

Anonymous said...

very cool phone...now you have supreme power. Ahhhh you thought you had the power before but now "she who giveth the phone can taketh away" insert evil mother cackle here :)

M

Anonymous said...

It looks like Shrek. My kids have had cell phones for years and I love being able to reach them and them being able to reach me at any time. They're not real chatty so I don't worry about them going over their minutes but the texts add up if you're not on a text plan.

liz

Miss Cellania said...

This doesn't have enough buttons for the kids to abuse it. I like that.

Kristin said...

My kids each have a Migo... all it took was one kid being left at the park after a tennis lesson to convinve me that they each needed one!

Talín said...

Hola desde España

Anonymous said...

I think my heart stoped just reading that. I have way too vivid an image of that and how I would feel walking into it.

Anonymous said...

OOPS! I scrolled down too far and accidentally left my comment on the wrong post. That should have been on the hairdryer one!

Anonymous said...

I'm a million years late, but most of the fear of charges and bills is gone with the cutesy-wootsy l'il Migo--They can only call four numbers. In our case, home, Mom's cell, Dad's cell and grandparents, none of which she calls except in emergencies. I wouldn't DREAM of letting one of the numbers be someone fun!

 
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