At my son's house recently I walked into the kitchen to find my daughter-in-law P. concluding a cell-phone call from my 12-year-old granddaughter. "I didn't know she was away," I said. "She's downstairs in the TV room," said P.
Yesterday I was talking on the phone to my daughter Mo about our forthcoming eclipse trip." "I just e-mailed the itinerary to V.," said Mo. V. is her 14-year-old-daughter, my grandchild. "Oh, where is she?" I asked. "In her room upstairs," said Mo.