I hung onto my old iPhone "just in case."
On paper, I did that so I would have a backup phone in case of catastrophe.
In reality, I did that so Jack could play games on it sometimes. (Including very critical times, like road trips to New Orleans.)
Jack is good with an iPhone. He's been using iPads at school since he was 2 1/2. That is both awesome and totally insane to me.
But, before I get all Margaret Mead up in here, my point:
I backed up the old iPhone last night, just because I never do that stuff and even if it's my "just in case" phone, I'm supposed to do that, right?
My computer obligingly asked what I would like to do with the 212 photos on the phone.
Jack is a budding photographer.
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Hope you share someone's perspective today.