A few weeks ago I did something I said I’d never do.  I got texting on my cell phone.  That’s right, I never texted until a few weeks ago.  Call me crazy! I don’t like using my cell phone anyway and just never felt the need for texting.

So why did I get it, you might ask.  Because there’s this 14 year old kid that I want to communicate with while he’s at band camp, and I figured the best way to do that was through his favorite means of communication.  The kid very rarely actually talks on his cell phone, but he will text me, and I even get the occasionally “Luv  ya” which makes my day:)

I texted him on Sunday several hours after he would have gotten to camp and asked how his concert auditions went.  The audition went great and he was very happy with  his performance.  At the end of that text, he wrote “talk to you on Friday”, which is when we go pick him up.  Um, does that mean he thinks I won’t be calling or texting him all week? Ha.

Well. I have texted him a couple times, his dad has texted him a couple times, and we haven’t gotten a response.  Now I understand that he’s in band lessons six hours out of the day, plus private lessons, eating, sleeping, all that.  So he’s busy.  But come on! Today I missed a phone call and it was from the University of Arkansas, where he’s at camp.  Of course I panicked, but it turned out that one of the campers came down with the flu, they sent him home and were running tests to determind what kind of flu, and they are required to call all the other parents just to let us know. Which is still serious, but at least my kid wasn’t sick or in trouble.

At that point I texted him and said please respond so I know you’re ok.  I got nothing back.  So I called him and it went to voicemail, so I knew it was off.  Finally he texted me back about thirty minutes later. This is what I got:

Son:  I just got out of class.

Me: Are you ok, everything fine?

Son:  Yup.

Me:  We miss you and can’t wait to see you tomorrow.

Son: Me too.

I write full sentences proclaiming how much I miss him, and I get “Yup”!  I got texting on my phone so we could “communicate” and I get “Me too”!

I’m going to take this to mean that he is having a great time, is very busy and learning a lot, and of course misses his mom so much he can’t even mention it.  Surely that’s the case, right? Let’s just go with that.

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    2 Responses to “You call this communication?”

      1
        Peggy on July 16th, 2009 8:17 pm

        LOL ttyl! Crazy huh! Sounds like he’s having a great time :-)


      2
        Sheri on July 16th, 2009 9:37 pm

        I’m sure he is,lol. And I’m sure he’s worn out, too. Rooming with two of his buddes in a college dorm, well, I doubt they’re getting much sleep. So I guess I’ll excuse the lack of conversation.