Texting with Aidan was always fun. He spurned text shorthand, and tried to write everything grammatically. Here's one of the last exchanges we had; I was at work, and he was traveling to his home school co-op:
Aidan: Can you look up how long you need to wait before your bladder explodes?
Me: Why?
A: I really have to go to the bathroom and Im on the train.
A: Im starting to feel like Im going to faint.
Me: Put ur head down between ur knees.
Me: Ru ok? I tried to call u.
A: Im not sure.
Me: Answer your phone.
Me: How now?
A: Im on the train. I dont want to be rude.
A: How now?
A: How do you mean, brown cow?
Me: Its not rude when ur mom is worried that ur going to faint.
A: Im feeling less of that now, but can you answer my question about bladder eruption?
Me: No I can't right now. Sorry. It is not going to explode.
A: Just you wait...
and later...
A: I need my levothyroxine, my heart beats are super uneven.
Me: Levo does not affect ur heart. It's for your thyroid.
Me: R u worried?
A: Not really.
Me: Ok. I will try to pick up ur levo on way home tonight.
A: The only thing Im worried about is your text talk.
Me: Heh.
Priceless. Aidan had his priorities straight, that's for sure.
ReplyDeleteThat was wonderful. And Hilarious. (Sorry, Aidan, I'm not going properly grammatically here.) I hate when people say, "on so many levels," but in this instance, really really funny, but poignant and such on several levels.
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine what Aiden would have said about my texting! I laughed out loud (lol) reading this. Sweet.
ReplyDeletejust the best. :) xoxo
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