not feeling the love, ma

 

 

So my mom… is TEXTING.

 

Which is all kinds of awesome.

 

It’s pretty much a dream for a deaf family member to be able to have rapid-fire responses to critical questions like:

 

Okay, I totally screwed up the sauce.  Define a “little” cornstarch?

and

You know my grey plaid pants?  They make my butt look big, right?

 

 

 

What I love about my mom is that she ends every text the same way she ends a conversation in real life.

I love you.

 

Except… for some blasted reason, when she tries to type a smiley afterward, it sometimes comes out like this:

I love you H0

 

 

 

 

Methinks it’s time for a conversation.

 

 

 

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