WTF and/or LOL, Part 2
The other day I heard the tone on my phone that tells me I just got a text, so I checked for it. It was from LOD. And it said, “I love you too!”
I scrolled back up to see what I missed, and it turns out the last outgoing message from my phone said, “I lov u DaD this is [5-year-old son’s name]”
I remember when our older son (who is going to be 9 this week) started texting, and how delighted I was to get surprise messages from him, even when they came from his dad’s number. And now our little one is excited about language and spelling and written communication, and likes to text what he’s doing and that he loves us.
It is lovely to get these messages when LOD and I are getting along. It’s a little painful when we’re disagreeing, because if we’re in the middle of some painful negotiation, then every time I see that there’s a text from him, I steel myself. And then it’s from one of the kids, telling me how much they love me, or asking if they can have tacos for supper, or something like that.
And it makes me one of Those Parents who can’t wait until my kids have their own phones.