We discovered on long car rides the best antidote for entertainment is not to install an expensive dual headrest TV/DVD players for the children, but to simply
surrender hand-over our iPhones.
It works wonders to keep the peace. There is music, games, and a camera. A gazillion options of fun. There is no fighting in the back seat and the only worry is how many car chargers do we have if those suckers run out of juice.
On this particular road excursion, last November, the car ride home took four hours and could best be described as – most blissful car trip EVER!
Then something crazy cool happened…….
My oldest step-daughter (age six at the time) taught herself how to text. The little booger was reading at age four. Spelling at age three. It wasn’t too surprising that she easily figured out the icon, the key pad, and the art of texting. Mostly because of her older step-sister sitting next to her who can text a billion messages a minute and holster the phone in her back pocket without blinking an eye.
I must admit, when I first read the text, I was confused. Why would Jason text me while driving? More importantly, why would he text me while driving and while I was sitting next to him? The message was from Jason. Then, I remembered who had his phone. I took a peek at the backseat and heard a giggle. That’s when I figured it out and replied back.
Our conversation went like this.
With each reply, the giggles increased, and dang if she wasn’t pretty fast at texting too.
I was completely enamored. They are the sweetest messages!
As sweet as a bowl of chocolate Cheerios in a heart-shaped bowl. My little text buddy.
These precious little pearls of devotion are what will get me through those days (like Mondays) and step-daughter teen years. I latch onto these nuggets – knowing the future is shaky in blended families – and cherishing the good times. Someday – I might hear those knife-through-the-heart phrases; You’re not my mom! I don’t have to do what you say! I don’t love you!
I will read this.
I will remember.
I will save it forever.
A picture of love via iPhone.
She told me this Sunday (which I heard was un-officially Step-Mom’s Day?) that if it was or wasn’t….she would do anything for me. Really? Anything???? Anything.
I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Way too tempting! Foot massages, cleaning, and laundry. Oh the possibilities!
This girl has the purest of intentions when it comes to sharing her adorations. She is such a treasure.
The funniest (and scariest) thing about the text messages that night? Well, Jason and I got to wondering……..if she was smart enough to text me…….. Was she smart enough to text anyone else? And if she did? Who?
She DID text someone else.
Thankfully, the message wasn’t near as descriptive as mine, because HONESTLY? What would she have possibly thought getting a text message from her now married ex-husband chock full of affection for her? I can only imagine. Ummm, yikes!
When we read the text Molly sent to her, it wasn’t near as bad as we thought. Instead of being downright awkward, it only bordered sheer creepiness.
The text read: Goodnight.
Love, text, and an iPhone.
Don’t you just love technology and super smart children?
Have you ever gotten (or sent) any embarrassing texts?
**this post courtesy of my iPhone photo gallery**