The Wild One: A Story told only through the iPhone.

Once upon a time there was a boy. This boy's mother liked to, at times, talk with her friends and family via iMessage. In the few minutes that she spent getting dressed, the boy became a Wild One. The mother texted the boy's father. and some friends, with whom she was previously engaged in conversation. The Wild One's mother ...

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When my daughter was a baby, I used to buy these little plastic table covers. If we were ever to eat out at a restaurant, I would first sanitize the high chair and then I would lay out two or three of these sticky plastic placemats on the table, so that her reaching radius was ...