Griffin and his iPhone (Not Really)

It was a big Apple gift year in our family. With Aidan's new iPad and Brennan's new iPod touch, Chris and I were concerned Griffin may be a bit put out. So, in a stroke of genius, Chris charged up my old iPhone and gave it to Griffin to play with. There is no phone to this iPhone, but it has angry birds, a camera and a whole lot of music for G to play. He is in heaven.

The only problem is he is now taken with telling anyone and everyone that he has an iPhone. The reaction it gets its is pretty funny and the astonishment only dies down when I explain that it's not a phone at all, but just an old device to play music and games. Unfortunately, I am only there some of the time to explain G's iPhone news and so now half of Orchard Park thinks my five year old is rockin' a cell phone. (Once again, we have inadvertently become the cautionary tale. It's a gift.)

While Griffin was playing the family favorite angry birds at my cousins basketball game last week, he turned to my brother, Uncle Travis and asked loud enough for everyone to hear, "Why are these birrrrds sooo angry? They're so angry! Why are they so angry?"

It was enough to send all the people seated around us into a fit of laughter.

Continuing on our angry bird obsession, I was putting Griffin to bed when he said, "Mom, can I tell you something?" (He starts every single story with this question. Every. single. time.)

"Sure." I replied.

"On my angry birds game? There is this one bird. And she is in charge! She is fierce! She is all powerful. And all the other birds listen to her because she is that bird." He said to me intently.

I nod my head as he continues with a glimmer of mischief in his eye. "You know what we call this bird?"

I shake my head no.

"She's called Mom."

I laughed for a good five minutes. I laughed so loud and so hard that both Aidan and Brennan left their rooms to come into Griffin's room to ask what was so funny.

He is a character this boy of ours.