It seems like lately, when I have had time to blog, I am either posting a recipe (cause I like to eat) or a conversation with me and Bryson. So today I am going to change it up a bit and give you a glimpse into the texting life of a teenager. Just in case you don't have one (a teenager, that is) because this might work as a great form of birth control for some people. I initiated this conversation. By the time it was over I was wanting to stick a fork in my eye. I am going to copy this straight from my phone.
One thing I need to tell you first (so it will make sense when you are reading our texting conversation).....when I am getting onto the boys, mainly Blaine right now, bless his little heart, and I am getting really aggravated, Brayden has this insane way of mocking me. The first few times I died laughing and now I want to punch him right in the face. He walks like the zombies in Michael Jackson's Thriller movie and talks in a loud, deep voice saying, "I.AM.SARRRRRA!!!!"
On with the story.....
Me: "Have you heard yet when you will get school pictures taken?"
Brayden: "Which ones?"
Me: "School pictures?"
Brayden: "Which ones?"
Me: "We always called them 'school pictures'. You had them taken at school for the yearbook. Not for sports.....just school pictures like the ones hanging in the hallway.
Brayden: "Okay. Fall or Christmas?"
Me: "Are you kidding me?!? Have you had any pictures taken at school that you DID NOT bring a form to ME for?"
Brayden: "Yeah. I didn't know u wanted the form. I didn't give dad any either.
Me again: "I.AM.SARA!!! That is how that last text should read ;)"
Brayden: "I could tell."
Me: "Have I ever NOT wanted your school pictures??? They are hanging down the hall, I put another in your baby albums and all our family gets one?!? What planet are you living on?"
Brayden: "Not this one."
And yes this would have been easier if we just talked instead of text, but another thing you will learn about teenagers (maybe it's just mine....a little input would be nice here) they will let their cell phones ring, but as soon as it vibrates for a text, they can't get it out of their pockets fast enough.
Sara