Thursday, June 03, 2010

Emma Internet
Emma has developed her own system of text messaging. She writes messages on pieces of paper and folds them into paper airplanes. She always waits until I least expect it and sails them at me. Usually, they are expertly aimed at my nose. In most instances, this is a sweet surprise, but when I am driving, it isn't so much.
Sometimes I will catch her lurking beneath the kitchen island or hiding behind the couch...airplane in hand...poised and ready to launch. When I am lucky enough to discover her, I don't make eye contact and just brace myself for impact. All the messages are sweet and written in Emma-ese. They are one of the best parts of my day.

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