Texting: i luv u
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It's Saturday night and I'm thinking about putting together a lesson for my new church calling tomorrow. Yes, that's right, they have put me in the most unsuited (for me) calling: teaching 8 year olds. Have you ever wondered just what they were thinking? That is what I'm wondering right now, because, ahem, confession, I sort of hate 8 year olds. I even hated being 8 years old because I knew I was a nuisance.
But I will try to get over it because that is what grown ups do.
I have an 8 year old, and yes, he is my class, and yes, what I have heard is true: every answer he gives in class contains the word fart, farting, or farted. And while this, ahem, confession, brings a twinge of a smile to my lips (The kid can conjugate verbs! Wahoo! Proud mama over here), there is something about him that really makes me smile, and I mean the full-blown kind of smile.
Text messages. The kid loves to text message me, and he says the sweetest things:
Dear mom when can we get a dog? Love zach
Dear mom guess what, I am learning to use my phone! from zach
Zach: Hey mom do you want to play frisbee when we get to grandmas?
Me: Um no i want to sit on my butt sorry maybe jake will be there
Zach: Very funny mom from zach
Dear mom please leave a message beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep from zachary
Dear mom is it ok if I go to Mick's house? From zach
Dear mom I hope you have a good day From zach
Zach: Dear parents I am sorry that I have been a punken pie hair cutted freak, a stupid head, and a jerk From zach
Me: Dear Zach I know you are a great kid and not any of those things you said. Everyone feels bad sometimes, I luv u
Zach: I know, it's just that I was a jerk because I guess I felt bad From Zach
Dear mom I love you from zach
Me: You do not need to type from zach anymore because it shows me your picture
Zach: ok thanks!
Dear mom can we go to Wendy's to eat? from zach
Sends me a video message:
Dear mom what is it? Is it a dancing monkey?
Sends simultaneous messages to multiple recipients, me and Dave:
Dear parents what will we do for family home evening? from zach
Dear mom thanks for taking us to Wendy's from zach and kam
Dear mom when do you think we can go to the pool? from zachary
Dear mom can we get a hermit crab today? from zach
Dear parents I am excited about school. from zach
Dear mom when can I get my money? from zach
Dear mom I made it to luke's. From zach
Dear mom when can I get a beagle? From zach PS I like pie.
For all his nuisancy behavior, I'm so enamored with this kid. PS I like pie? Ha!
What are your kids text messaging to you?
It's Saturday night and I'm thinking about putting together a lesson for my new church calling tomorrow. Yes, that's right, they have put me in the most unsuited (for me) calling: teaching 8 year olds. Have you ever wondered just what they were thinking? That is what I'm wondering right now, because, ahem, confession, I sort of hate 8 year olds. I even hated being 8 years old because I knew I was a nuisance.
But I will try to get over it because that is what grown ups do.
I have an 8 year old, and yes, he is my class, and yes, what I have heard is true: every answer he gives in class contains the word fart, farting, or farted. And while this, ahem, confession, brings a twinge of a smile to my lips (The kid can conjugate verbs! Wahoo! Proud mama over here), there is something about him that really makes me smile, and I mean the full-blown kind of smile.
Text messages. The kid loves to text message me, and he says the sweetest things:
Dear mom when can we get a dog? Love zach
Dear mom guess what, I am learning to use my phone! from zach
Zach: Hey mom do you want to play frisbee when we get to grandmas?
Me: Um no i want to sit on my butt sorry maybe jake will be there
Zach: Very funny mom from zach
Dear mom please leave a message beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep from zachary
Dear mom is it ok if I go to Mick's house? From zach
Dear mom I hope you have a good day From zach
Zach: Dear parents I am sorry that I have been a punken pie hair cutted freak, a stupid head, and a jerk From zach
Me: Dear Zach I know you are a great kid and not any of those things you said. Everyone feels bad sometimes, I luv u
Zach: I know, it's just that I was a jerk because I guess I felt bad From Zach
Dear mom I love you from zach
Me: You do not need to type from zach anymore because it shows me your picture
Zach: ok thanks!
Dear mom can we go to Wendy's to eat? from zach
Sends me a video message:
Dear mom what is it? Is it a dancing monkey?
Sends simultaneous messages to multiple recipients, me and Dave:
Dear parents what will we do for family home evening? from zach
Dear mom thanks for taking us to Wendy's from zach and kam
Dear mom when do you think we can go to the pool? from zachary
Dear mom can we get a hermit crab today? from zach
Dear parents I am excited about school. from zach
Dear mom when can I get my money? from zach
Dear mom I made it to luke's. From zach
Dear mom when can I get a beagle? From zach PS I like pie.
For all his nuisancy behavior, I'm so enamored with this kid. PS I like pie? Ha!
What are your kids text messaging to you?
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