The backstory: Like most families, JT and I often communicate by text message. Typically, we’re exchanging need-to-know information. But sometimes, need-to-know is complicated, as it was earlier this week when he was at home and I was at Middle School Back to School Night.
JT: Do you know what time you are coming home
As an experienced reader of JT’s texts, I sensed the urgency in this message and opted to ignore the poor punctuation.
Mama: Yes, around 10:30. Do you need anything?
JT: I can’t find a shirt to wear tomorrow. I have no clue where my 2 blue shirts are and the white one does not fit
He’s referring to dress shirts. The next day was a dress-up day at school and he needed a shirt and a tie.
Mama: In your closet fresh from the dry cleaner.
JT: Alright thank god. Still gonna need something for pic day on Friday
Mama: There are two shirts in that dry cleaner bag.
JT: Sweet. Also, I fucked up and forgot to tell you I am supposed to bring treats for advisory Thursday so do u think its possible to get Munchkins from Dunkin I’m sry.
I pride myself on providing homemade treats and on the next day a late-afternoon cross country race was scheduled at a course more than an hour from home, so this late-breaking news created a bit of a jam up, which our hero well knew.
Mama: I may let you live…we will get a treat together because I am awesome.
JT: Thanks m8.
Oh, 16, sometimes you can be charming.
