His obsession with phones began early. As soon as he could take his little pointer finger and scroll… scroll. First the TV remote was a phone. One of my cedar shoe trees has found new life as a phone. The baby monitor and the real phone are clear handset stand-ins; pretty much anything can be held up to one ear, “i-Yo!” (Translation: Hello)
But, one phone has truly reigned supreme… apparently even 1-year olds cannot resist the irresistible design and once revolutionary user interface of the iPhone. Love at first site.
After a near disasterous SIM card incident with Dada’s iPhone, Jake received his very own hand-me-down iTouch. (How many iDevices can one American family own, that they can afford to give a previously several hundred dollar electronic device to a 16 month old?) He likes to hold it up to his face and say “Cheese.” Miss Dulce must tell them to say “cheese” at school when she’s taking pictures.
The biggest news in the world of i-Yos is that about 3 weeks ago, Jake and I had our first 2-way i-Yo conversation. It was exhilarating. Yes, exhilarating. After almost a year and a half of talking animatedly to complete silence on the other end of the line, this was a true break-through. He used to just stand with a look of complete astonishment that a familar voice was coming out of the phone. According to my mom, he mostly just pushed it away.
Our first i-Yo conversation went something like this:
“i-Yoooo, Jakey, it’s Mama!”
“i-Yo Mama!”
“I miss you so much. What are you doing?”
“Ah ba ya blah ga. Bama. Ha ha!”
“WooooW. I love you. Bye bye, Jakey. Bye bye.”
“Bye bye!”
Yes I know. Unbelievable, right? What will Apple come up with next?
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