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With just a few choice words this past weekend, my three year old nephew broke my heart….and my tech ego.

Let me set the stage for you. My sister and nephew picked me up at the airport (which is easy to do when it’s one hanger on the far south west edge of town) and just before I arrived, they were deep in conversation around the meaning of the word ‘embarrassing’ or more accurately, the proper use of said word.

I should insert a disclaimer here– my nephew is wicked smart and I don’t just say that because we’re related.

He proceeded to use his new word a couple of more times throughout the day and into Friday; each time he needed just a little bit of correction on the context. On Saturday however he no longer needed any help.

As I checked Facebook in the kitchen from my Blackeberry while he snacked at the counter, he looked up at me with his huge blue eyes and asked, “Aunt CJ, are you embarrassed that your phone has buttons?” “What” I asked? To which he innocently says, “Uncle Timmy’s works magic with just his fingers—you have to go type like the ‘puter.”

I think I actually blinked back tears as I starred at him in stunned silence. I could barely process what he had said, when he laughed at me and said, “yep, embarrassed.”

The next time you have a chance to spend time with a little one, really pay attention to what it is that intrigues them and what sticks with them. It was eye opening for me to say the least and I’m pretty sure when it comes time for him to pick out his mobile phone, there will be no second glances at anything with “buttons.”

 

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