Every child IN THE WORLD apparently (roughly translated into one girl in Rosie's class) has a mobile phone.
A mobile phone!!! She's 5!!! What for, texting? Not terribly useful when you can't write, predictive text would have a field day with some of Rosie's marvellously phonetic offerings. Calling your mates? Have you programmed all their numbers in? Oh sweet lord!!
Perhaps she'll be downloading some useful apps. Maybe there's one to help you give up finger sucking like there is with smoking. If not, I'm patenting that one, there's definitly a market for techie pre-schoolers!
It's not that long ago that she was tickled pink by her fisher price mobile phone with all it's flashing lights and "let's call mummy" robotic lady-voice.
Soon she'll be demanding an ipad 2, moaning about her broadband speed and refusing to read anything that's not on her Kindle. Going to look up converting to Amish, if they'll have us. Doubt it!