Ollie is six. His babysitter taught him to text me – a genius idea designed to distract him from the current phase of separation anxiety he has whenever I am out of his sight.
On the up side – it works. It’s also great for spelling practice.
On the down side – he knows how to text and he’s mad for it.
Just loving his work, though.
Tagged: childhood, family, fun, kids, stories, Text messaging
