Evidently, my nephew, Mr. Chunkers got a hold of his mom’s cell phone the other day.
I was on my way home from the temple to change for a lacrosse game and received this TEXT:
“Hey auntie. R u out of the temple yet? Is ur lax game canceled? I need a fix.”
I immediately texted back:
“Mr. Chunkers! Don’t let your mom know you are texting! I’m coming to your house in 10 minutes!”
Mr. Chunkers: “She has me trapped in the car with her making me run errands. I won’t b home for at least 30 mins.
ME: “She is so mean. I have to go to lax at 4.”
Mr. Chunkers: “dang it! I will take a bath and b ready when u r thru. When will this lax crap end? it is interfering with ur visitations."
ME: "I miss you too Mr. Chunkers."
"PS you probably shouldn’t say dang it and crap when you are 9 weeks old because it will lead to worse language when you are 9 months old."
Mr. Chunkers: "Good point. U shud hear my dad."
"Ps im 10 weeks.”