We have a new fun ritual.
Every nite, we would kiss each other goodnite by sms.
Now, this is not a new thing for us, we could say this is an addiction.
A sweet addiction.
However, starting a few nites ago, my son would sit on my lap, watch closely as my fingers dance on the phone keyboard, sending all those love notes, acting as if he understands what his parents are doing and starts ‘reading’ all those love notes.
Being a good mom, I want him to take part in our love ritual.
I pick his tiny lil’ finger, put it in the right place, and I let him push the send button..
And click..
MESSAGE SENT…
MESSAGE DELIVERED…
Sending his “message” away to his dad he missed so much..
Every nite, we would kiss each other goodnite by sms.
Now, this is not a new thing for us, we could say this is an addiction.
A sweet addiction.
However, starting a few nites ago, my son would sit on my lap, watch closely as my fingers dance on the phone keyboard, sending all those love notes, acting as if he understands what his parents are doing and starts ‘reading’ all those love notes.
Being a good mom, I want him to take part in our love ritual.
I pick his tiny lil’ finger, put it in the right place, and I let him push the send button..
And click..
MESSAGE SENT…
MESSAGE DELIVERED…
Sending his “message” away to his dad he missed so much..
**Miss u too darling...
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