Texting

Yesterday I found this fun website called http://www.whenparentstext.com/. Neither of my parents text. My father could, but he never hears his phone so you’d be forever waiting for a reply. My mom is, shall we say, technically challenged. The woman is an amazing artist, cook, seamstress and one of the most talented people I know. She could create a Halloween costume out of a tissue and a piece of chewing gum, but don’t get her near electronics!

This website is what I’d imagine if my parents texted. Here’s one of my favorite excerpts:

     • DAD: What are you doing?

     • ME: I’m at Grandma’s house. What do you need?

     • DAD: I want cookies. Chocolate chip. Get them for me. I will pay.

     • ME: Ask mom.

     • DAD: I did. She won’t. Says no. Get cookies please.

     • ME: I will on my way home.

     • (10 minutes later) 

     • DAD: Nevermind. Mom found texts. NO COOKIES! ABORT MISSION!

I giggle every time I read that . . . my dad’s a cookie monster!

xoxo