Crying in my Cheerios
The middle schooler and I fought this morning. Over her phone. Her phone. That stupid little piece of machinery that she can’t see she’s dependent upon. Her phone. A phone which, before being given to her, came with the stipulation that when we ask for it she turns it over. And yet, today we fought. After some trouble with bullying last school year, I put an app on her phone to track things like bullying, violence, inappropriate content, etc. The World Wide Web is just too bi