While You Laugh At Your Parents, Your Children Laugh At You

My mom just got into the texting scene. She has a Razr which doesn't have a qwerty pad, so it took her a while to figure out the 3 letters for each number thing. You know, she had to hit the number 6 two, then three times to type the word "No." It got so we knew what she meant when our questions were answered back with a "Mmm."

So while I've been having fun at my poor mother's expense, I came across this site called whenparentstext.com. It said, "When Parents Text... small keypad, old hands..." and is dedicated to the trials and errors of when parents handle a cell phone. I started reading through the submissions and realized that I've been texting my daughter just like these loser parents:

21st Century Parenting

Mom: I want a picture of u at her house. either outside w house showing or w her mom at home so i know ur there

Totally have done that with Abbey. I've played around with symbols like this lady, too:

:-)8

Mom: Can you please call me when you need to be picked up! Don't do anything stupid! :-)8

Me: What is that emoticon?

Mom: bowtie man! He doesn't do anything stupid

Or I've carried on brilliant coversations like this one:

Tacos For Dinner

Mom: Tacos or meat loaf for dinner?

Me: Tacos

Mom: Bring your appetite. When will you be home?

Mom: Eta?

Mom: ???

Me: Can you pick me up at 6:45? My phone is going to die.

Mom: Walnut St?

Me: Yes

Mom: How many tacos?

Me: Might be more like 7.

Mom: Tacos?

Me: No, my train gets in then.

Me: Tacos? 2?

Mom: How many tacos?

Me: Mom, chill with the tacos.

Good God. You know that your kids think you're lame, but you believe you've got it together. You've got your finger on the pulse of the world, you know where it's at, you can run with the big dogs in the technology yard... But seeing this blog, and recognizing how your children really see you, is like putting a mirror up to your face.

But, at least my mom is still more pathetic than I am. :)