I read my son's phone. All. The. Time. And that's how I discovered that something was very, very wrong.
I barely have memory left on my phone, but I'd never delete these brilliant photo apps.
Because there's no reason for us to put up with "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall" over and over again.
My daughter comes home daily with a new masterpiece. As a result, I'm living like a hoarder.
The Thanksgiving menu stresses me out every year, but these apps definitely help.
When I'm traveling with my kids in cramped quarters, I need all the help I can get to relax and get some sleep.