How I teamed up with my son on technology
Two years ago, my son sat me down for a talk.
“Mom, it’s time,” he said.
He fidgeted. As a tall 11-year-old, he looked older than he was. I braced myself for what might be coming.
“Hear me out: It’s time we got actual TV. And you need an iPhone.”
Normally, I would have laughed him off. My base-model Tracfone was perfectly fine. And we’d never had cable TV or satellite or Hulu.
