Blackberry for iPhone

My husband Jason is a happy man but I miss my buttons.

Since the iPhone came out in June 2007 , Jason had been asking to get an iPhone. The answer was always no, though, not because I’m mean, but because we don’t have AT&T.

A self-proclaimed Apple-addict, Jason’s prayers were finally answered with Verizon’s release of the iPhone 4 this past February.

A week ago today we traded in our Blackberries for iPhones. Well, we didn’t exactly trade them, we had to upgrade and pay the hefty upgrade fees of course. Grrr.

I wanted to wait a week before writing a post about my thoughts on the big life change, and so here I am. I’m loving the iPhone but still missing my buttons. I adore the multitude of apps and the clarity of the photos but it’s a struggle to text or email typo-free with speed, something I was a whiz at with my Blackberry.

My new friend.

Perhaps THE BEST thing that has come out of replacing our Blackberries with the iPhones is that my son Mylo has no  interest in our new phones! (My thinking is that he misses the buttons, too.) I wrote in an earlier post here about Mylo’s obsession with my Blackberry.

I actually  bought Mylo a klunky, plastic, Fisher Price Smartphone to sate his appetite for phones. Let’s just say it became yesterday’s news five minutes after buying it. So, because I now have an iPhone, Mylo has inherited my former Blackberry. Which just goes to show that if you gnaw and slobber on something long enough, you can have it!