My 15 year old son had the opportunity to spend 10 days with his grandparents down in Florida this summer. He went down with a friend and their intent was to do a boatload of fishing, some golfing, and more or less, relax after a tough school year.
When he left, I reminded him, “take a lot of pictures, especially when you’re out on Charlotte Harbor tarpon fishing.” As usually, I got the standard “ok mom.”
Once he arrived safely I got the phone call that he had arrived in one piece. After that, most of my communication was with my mom who gave me the updates on what they were doing. I did sent a few texts asking if he was having a good time and all I got back was a “yes.” When I texted to ask him to send some pictures, I got back “I will.”
To make a long story short, in 10 days, he had caught a ton of fish, including a 140 pound tarpon and how many pictures did I get from him? ZERO! How many pictures did he actually take on his iPhone? ZERO! How about any video on his iPhone of the 45 minute fight he had with the tarpon trying to get it to the boat? ZERO!
Herein lies one of the differences between girls and boys. In those 10 days, my daughter would probably have taken about 500 pictures to add to the already 3,000 she has on her iPhone. She takes pictures of everything, she must get that from me. My son is just like my husband, taking pictures is the last thing on their mind but if you ask him about his fish, he can tell you the story over and over about that now 200 pound tarpon that he fought for well over an hour!
I can’t believe I’m saying this but, thank goodness for my dad’s little old flip phone, I do have one picture of my son out fishing for grouper. I’m impressed he figured out how to take it and then actually text it to me. Dad, this doesn’t mean that you are now technologically savvy but, you’re getting there! mommywarriors.com
Grouper fishing on Charlotte Harbor