Yep, a big girl for sure.

So, Saturday was all about the bed.

But Sunday?

 Guess who got a new phone?

Then, of course, I had to try it out.

There was the patience of this dear one,

 who waited the nearly two hours it took

to get the phone in the first place.

And then there was some texting,

 in which there was a learning curve.

My evening work night with these oldies but goodies

involved cleaning up contacts and figuring things out,

[and don't worry, Caleb was far less hostile than it may appear...]

and for the first time in my life
I was able to see a scene like this and say:

Oh! I'll just take a little picture,

with. my. phone.

I am a blessed big girl

[and a broke one....]

for sure.