Six Word Memoirs on Life Stories

ShellDeFelice says,

I got my first smartphone when my daughter was three. I kept tapping the screen trying to make something happen, she picked it up, slid her baby fingers across the screen to open it and handed it back to me with a dimpled grin. The next day from her carseat in the back I heard her talking about a new game on my phone. "We don't have that game honey," I say. "We do now," was her reply and sure enough she had downloaded the game herself.