I sat next to someone in Sunday School last weekend who was following along in their scriptures on something that looked like this:
And immediately, Gray chimed up with "Hello? Hello?" Though it was not being used as a telephone at the moment, he knew exactly what is was. How in the world does that look like a phone? When I think of a phone, I still picture something a little more like this (even though we don't have a land line):
I think I need one of these. Only I'm thinkin' yellow. Don't you think that'd be a killer accent piece on a black bookshelf?
Gray has one of these:
A cute little toy. An updated version of a toy I grew up with. Though he'll play with it on occasion, he has NO IDEA what to do with it or that it's even a toy phone. It looks nothing like the phones used in today's world. To Gray, it's just another toy to throw down the stairs or swing at his brothers. His toy phone (which he LOVES) is a used cell phone. Much more fun than this wiggly-eyed pull along.