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What Laurel and My Texts Would Look Like If We Knew How to Text

One of the awesome things about kids is that they can pull you out of a funk (or two) in about 5 seconds flat. Yesterday Laurel and I were curled up together on the couch; she was cuddled against me working on an activity book and I was typing in a Word doc on my laptop. She reached over and started pecking at keys, giggling away, which immediately made me feel lighthearted.

So I said, “Hang on, let me write you a message!” Laurel’s reading has taken off amazingly, so I tried to think of something funny for her to read. I wrote:

My daughter Laurel is the sweetest banana I know. Sometimes I want to put peanut butter on her little button nose and eat it!

Which she thought was hilarious. She moved my laptop onto her lap and pecked out:

Youooooooooooooooooo are graettttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt

She can never be faulted for lack of enthusiasm. I responded:

I like checking in on Laurel at night. Sometimes when I walk up to her bed I bump into her feet. Other times I bump into her head. She likes to sleep sideways in her bed.

Again, maniacal giggling. Her response?

My mom is a zebra. i am too. i like to be in the zoo. i think that she does too.

Oh my God, my kid is brilliant.

I, on the other hand, was hungry:

Wow, I am hungry for a burrito. Are you Laurel? I hope Daddy comes home soon so we can go get burritos.

To which she responded:

Sjjjjjjjrjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjfkjfhelkeljrrlnfc I want to.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

We clearly were losing it. I shut down the laptop, we snuggled some more, then got ready to go out for burritos.

These are the simple moments that bring such light and joy.

And yes, you read the title of this post correctly. I remain clueless about texting.