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Mild phone addiction



In a bid to make CJ follow his morning routine before going to school, i.e., eat, brush teeth and shower on time, I offered him a deal he could not say no to: his own mobile phone. He is mainly after the games so I bought him this China-made, disposable Nokia something.



And a mild addiction began surfacing. More worthwhile activities are put on hold. Yaya could hardly coax him to eat. Wasn't I told in previous talks with the Grandma that CJ was so keen on this sort of gadget? So I learned yet again.

The fun is on sending each other messages when we are actually just a room apart, no matter how terse replies to my full sentences are. Some indulgence during a two-week vacation when distance between us shrank could not be very bad. Gradual phone use restriction should be in order now that I'm back to reality, a.k.a. work.

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  1. Amazing how kids are so into gadgets right now!

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  2. Hopefully, you'll be able to find a way to train him to use the phone only during break time! :)

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  3. Uh oh, parang ang dalaga ko, sya na may ari ng fone ko wahh but pure texting lang naman ginagawa nya.. Hope CJ will be able to balance the important tasks and games.

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