Communication in our family consists of Instant Messages, Twitter and text messaging. We rarely talk to each other any other way. I do love to twitter. I always have little thoughts running through my head that I like to say but don't ever get a chance to express them. Twitter gives me that opportunity. But there are those days when I despise anything that takes away from a warm friendly conversation. There must be a happy medium somewhere.

In the last year my two oldest girls have entered the world of cell phone ownership. I do like that I can get a hold of my girls anytime I want. Except for the times when they don't answer the phone. Don't get me started.

I grew up with an olive-green rotary-dial phone. Far from the advantages that my girls currently have.

Two little girls looking at a roasted chicken from Sam's club.

Julie: What's that?

Beth: That's just a wing.

"Mom, I don't want to have a baby. That's why I don't want to be a girl."

"Well, sweetie you don't have to worry about that for a long time."

"But, Mom, Marie said that I could get pregnant any time because that's what girls do."