It Begins

The conversation went something like this...

Mom: Hey, Buddy. Are you excited about camping this weekend?

Son: Yup! I got a new tent (yada, yada, yada - apparently the camping fairy came to visit).

Mom: That's cool! Sounds like you're all set.

Son: Well, almost.

Mom: Almost?

Son: You know how we're coming back on Saturday afternoon sometime and how you have to come get me when we get back? I was thinking that maybe I should have a cell phone so I could call you and tell you we're on the way.


Sigh... he's 12. What does he need a cell phone for?