Since I work full time, there seems to be an increasing amount of remote parenting by texting. Last night I was at the Seattle Mariner’s Stitch and Pitch, the Husbeast and the girls were at home. Half way through the game I get the following text from Shannon:
Shannon: Mom, if you dont have lunch so you have something else later in the day at like six does that count as dinner?
Me: It depends. Are you still hungry?
Shannon: Ya
Me: Then eat!
Believe me, that text conversation was much easier than the one earlier in the week where there was much lobbying for another hermit crab:
Shannon: Mom I was wondering when I could get a hermit crab again.
Me: I’m pretty done with the hermit crabs for now. Sorry.
Shannon: Why? You said that we should take a break and we did and that was my prize for stopping my habit. (thumb sucking…hung in there until well past age eight)
Me: We are still taking a break. It isn’t forever.
Shannon: Mom, you said that over a year ago and you said after the remodel and we’re not having the remodel.
Me: I know. But right now I am having to spend way too much time with cleaning up the messes we already have.
Shannon: Aurgh!!! Please?
Me: I can’t discuss this right now. I need to get my work done.
The joys of parenting in an electronic age. The upside? I don’t have to remember the conversation. The downside? Heck, there really isn’t much of one. At least they are communicating.
nice apples, makes me feel hungry just looking at them.
“At least they are communicating”-such a great attitude, heh. Mom’s have to be ever vigilant for those moments;) Those apples are beautiful!