SMS = Simply Message Someone

Caitlin loves anything with buttons, but she especially loves handphones. More specifically, she loves mine. Her kiasu-tic father, much aware of her fondness, keeps his well away from her and in a casing so that it is less obvious to her. She has successfully deleted many of my contact numbers from my phonebook (yes, I did have it on keypad lock!), some numbers over and over again (I keep keying em in, she keeps deleting em). At one point she deleted so many numbers that the first name in the phonebook started with "C".

Her favourite unfortunate victim was one of my customers named Alan. She kept deleting his number and every time he called, I would look at the familiar number trying to figure out who it was while he jump started the conversation, assuming I knew who he was. Sometimes I would try to match the face with the voice and keep quiet while I did the puzzle and he would go "Eh, Alan laaaa".

Of late, she has got a new victim, another customer named Adrian. A couple of weeks ago I got a SMS from him which read "what?". When I checked my sent messages, I discovered that she had sent him something like "Cabba". I think she did it again a couple of days later. To avoid further embarassing incidents such as this, I created a new contact "A" just so that Adrian wouldn't be the first name in the list. Well, that didn't last long because she managed to delete that contact too after a few days.

Yesterday I was following-up with someone who had to delay something he owed me because he was having a cold war with his wife. There is also a private joke between us that Cherating was the place to solve any problem in the world. I was typing him a SMS and got interrupted halfway so I didn't actually manage to send him the message. It went something like "Is your cold war over? I told you to take XX to Che" (I didn't even finish typing "cherating"). About an hour later, I got this SMS from Adrian "LOL! Sorry I don't know them. And I don't know about the cold war" Yup, Caitlin sent him my draft message.

She plays with my phone so much that she discovered how to turn on the camera by herself. Then she progressed to viewing the pictures in a slideshow with music, something even I didn't bother trying. A couple of times she attempted to create a new blog through the phone and I've seen her looking at screens I never even ventured to. She loves looking at videos of herself over and over - something she learnt to do by herself. Today she was watching the videos and fidgeting so I took that as a cue to looked at the phone. I saw an unfamiliar screen and then the Internet logo. I immediately took the phone away from her and cancelled whatever she was doing. A few minutes later, I received a SMS from Adrain (again!) "LOL! Very cute" and I thought to myself, oh &^%$#@!! what did she do now???!!! This time she sent a video of herself "swimming" on the floor. How embarassing is that!!! Luckily it was a rather short video with no audio except for someone whistling and the jingling of her anklet. This time when I apologized to Adrian, I felt compelled to further clarify that I was not a mother overly obsessed with my daughter that I frequently sent out videos of her to acquaintances.

I have just created 4 new blank contact persons in my phonebook to precede "Adrian". Let's see how long it will take for her to delete them.