Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Oh, Mickey!

As any parent knows, communication with our kids is very important...and I've learned over the years that as long as we ARE communicating, I won't be too concerned with what form the communication takes...

In today's age of technology, our kids can communicate with us not only verbally, but via text, or as in my daughter's case, email.


Although my 11-year old daughter and I are living in the same house, she sends me emails to communicate.


It works.

Because in this latest email, received on Sunday, she is sending all sorts of messages....and loudly, as you can see:

Mom, I want this to be my bedspread, all you have to do is click the link and hit buy! :D No going to stores.... But if you DON'T want to buy it, I can accept that. --LINK HERE--

Love you,

P.S. Can you TRY to start calling me Mickey? ...PLEASE :P

P.S.S. If you don't want to buy the bedspread, can you maybe get Netflix? I don't even NEED t.v. if I had Netflix!

Let's dissect this email for the underlying messages she is communicating to me:

I love how she makes it SO EASY for me to buy the bedspread she wants...not only has she saved me a trip, as she so kindly points out, but she also graciously accepts the fact that she may not get it, period. Such a sweetie.

Next...a plea for me to call her Mickey. Ahem.

In my defense, if I had wanted to call her Mickey, I would have named her Mickey, and not Mikayla.


I have honestly and truly TRIED to start calling her Mickey, but that's very difficult for me, as I don't do nicknames well.

Heck, I don't even do names very well - she's lucky I even call her anything but "Pumpkin" - as that's my usual go-to name when I'm having a brain fart, which happens often with names.

And finally...I love the negotiating at the end...yes, my little sneaky, devious daughter then tries to sweeten the pot by throwing in how she could do without TV - the bane of my existence - if she could just have Netflix...and I wouldn't even have to get the bedspread, either.

Isn't she a darling?

I will not complain, though, at her obvious attempts to get a bedspread, Netflix, and her choice of name - because...when it's all said and done...

...she did say "Love you"...

...and that's what counts.



1 comment:

Mental P Mama said...

LOL....It gets even better. I sneezed and my son tweeted "Bless you."