We are very close to our neighbors, living in a cul-de-sac as we do.
For example, we have neighbors who are around our age, who have a son who is 12. Ryan.
Ryan is the epitome of hip kid. He has many friends, including a few girlfriends, yet he helps us around our house, and plays with Brody. He actually gives Brody a lot of his toys that are too young for Ryan. Brody, in turn, idolizes Ryan.
Ryan came over Sunday to bring Brody a few "guys," and some other toys. We were in our living room, talking about everything.
Including phones. Ryan has a cell phone. Yes, it's for safety, but he also gets calls from girls.
We started discussing how much Brody plays on our iPhones, and how antiquated the iPhone will be by the time Brody starts middle school, and since Jeremy is a techno-geek, Brody would have the coolest, newest phone.
Then Ryan said, "I can totally see it now. The other kids will be making fun of Brody, then he'll walk in, and have this really cool phone, and the other kids will be like, 'Dude, you are so cool! I wanna see!'"