I attended the Mother’s Day Tea at Gal Smiley’s preschool this morning. The kids sang songs and did a little dance, then presented us with a lovely gift, all while the moms were served tea or coffee, and cake. It was as sweet and adorable as you’d expect.

The funniest thing happened, though. These kids are all three years old — a handful of them have turned four already. During the little dance, one of the boys dropped his cell phone.

It was a real cell phone but I assume that it did not have service and was being used as a toy. Otherwise, I have moved beyond fogey and into Neanderthal Man territory.

Along a similar vein, tried to explain to the kids last week that when we were young, there was no Elmo on Sesame Street. No Elmo! The kids totally cannot understand that. Where was Elmo? Why wasn’t he born yet? Who did they get to host the Elmo’s World segment? Who would be best friends with Zoe?

When told them that Zoe wasn’t on the show either, it pretty much blew their minds.

And on another similar note, a couple of days ago I told Gal Smiley that when I was a little girl, my house had no computer. I realized as soon as it was out of my mouth that I sounded exactly like my own mother trying to make us believe that when she was little, her family did not have a TV. That’s just crazy! That’s so totally old school! Gal Smiley doesn’t really believe me, by the way. It’s so crazy to me that they’ll grow up in a world where the internet always existed and you’ve always been able to pause the TV when you need to pee.

News flash! I am old!