no phone

Once I drop my 4-year-old daughter off at preschool and return home, I've started to put my phone back in the master bedroom from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. This enables me to fully be present with my toddler.
To my great delight, errands have become a time of total pleasure -- a luxury of aloneness and action. It feels so much better to be engaged with the city, giving my neighbors their due: my full attention, even if they can't tell the difference.
The day you forget your phone is the day you discover that all your friends are jerks. But, you know, in a good way. Via