We held out for as long as we could.  We really did.

Despite an intense and relentless lobbying effort from my son, the Honeybee and I stayed strong and denied his repeated requests for a cell phone.

And, boy, were there a lot of requests.

I can’t remember the exact day he first requested his own cell phone, but I am quite certain the first letters he learned in school weren’t A-B-C.  They were A-T-(T).

When Matthew turned 12 last year, we decided it was finally time to grant his wish.   The only condition was that he had to pay us $25 per month to maintain his account.  Knowing that he could easily earn $40 per month by simply mowing the lawn and doing chores around the house, Matthew readily agreed – and so we got him his phone.

Three months and two missed payments later, Matthew’s coveted phone was “repossessed” by the First

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