It’s no secret that I love my boys to the end of the universe and back. I’d also like to think that I have a very good relationship and communicate well with each of them. Every day after school like clockwork both G-Man and Mr. A text me to say hi, find out how my workday is going, to tell me something about school, or to ask what’s for dinner. The text message medium is great because of the open floor plan of my office. No one is disturbed by or can overhear my conversations.
Below are two different text threads that took place yesterday.
Note: We don’t spell and punctuate this well when we text. I made corrections so it’s easier to read.
G-Man: How’s work?
Me: Quiet and very productive. How was school?
G-Man: We watched Romeo & Juliet in English.
Me: Which version?
G-Man: Romeo looked like Zac Efron.
Me: (Hmm. Could he be mixing up Zac Efron and Leonardo DiCaprio?) Was there modern music?
G-Man: No, it was old and some of the scenes were really corny.
Me: (Aaaah. That one.) Yep. That’s Shakespeare in the 60s.
G-Man: No, it was in color. What’s for dinner?
Me: Hey! They made color movies in 1968.
G-Man: OK. What’s for dinner?
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Mr. A: What do I do if two girls like me?
Me: I don’t know. I’ve never had two girls like me.
Another Note: Mr. A and I did seriously discuss this situation later at home. Of course, he didn’t like any of my suggestions.
8 comments:
Love this. Mostly because it gives us a taste of your wonderful and close relationship with your kids, but also because I think everyone is so quick to criticize modern technology. Texting is talked about in its dark and problematic incarnations. But this? This is communication. Plain and simple. This is love.
Love this. Mostly because it gives us a taste of your wonderful and close relationship with your kids, but also because I think everyone is so quick to criticize modern technology. Texting is talked about in its dark and problematic incarnations. But this? This is communication. Plain and simple. This is love.
Yes, the Olivia Hussey version of "R&J" from 1968 is the best, I think.
You are messing with Mr. A's mind. I like it.
Texting is about the only way parents get to really talk to they're kids now days. I love both these convo. Sound like so many I've had with L. LOL
Laughing at the conversation about Zeferelli being "in color." Ah, kids. They think we're so ancient. And I've never had two girls like me, either. Hmph.
I've had 2 girls like me, and they were friends. I went out with one, they fell out, then I went out with the other one. In the end, all it did was show them they werern't really friends, but in a subconscious competition with each other, which it turned out was the only reason why the one girl liked me. So....do 2 girls REALLY like Mr. A??
By the time my daughter is of the texting age I fear I will lack the brain power and dexterity to talk to her that way. Maybe they'll invent telepathy in the next 8 years.
Very cool that you have a way to "talk" to your boys like this.
Ha, love it!
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