My son is doing GREAT after his first week of college. How do I know? Because he communicates with me via daily numerous, concise texts. He's been so good at it, I've hardly noticed he's gone.
ME: We came home a different direction than we drove down yesterday.
ME: Considerably. Maybe 40 miles total, and mostly 4-lane.
ME: Whatcha doing tonight?
ME: The a/c went out on the van on the way home last night.
ME: Yep. We've got a hole in the condenser. Going to cost me $500.
ME: Everybody at Reidland missed you this morning.
ME: Whatcha doing this fine Monday night?
ME: How was your second day of college?
ME: How were your classes?
ME: So how was Pickle Ball?
ME: How's the drinking water at Harding?
ME: The FOG (his softball team) is losing!
ME: Yep, tournament finals, and they are getting pummeled.
ME: This is ugly. They're gonna lose.
ME: They've pulled back to tie it up!
ME: They're behind again 8-12 after the 6th inning.
ME: They lost. The other team just couldn't miss tonight.
ME: Did you change your online login information to Harding's website?
ME: I can't get on to pay tuition. Do I have the information right?
ME: Well, their system is having issues. It won't accept the bank's routing number and they don't take VISA.
ME: Hey, sometime over the weekend I want to hear about your first week.
ME: What did you do on your lovely Saturday off?
ME: What are your plans for tonight??
KEV: B DUB
ME: Oh my goodness. Seven days and you have to have hot wings and big screen ballgames. *BDUB is boy language for Buffalo Wild Wings.
ME: Text your mommy!!!
ME: Cause she misses you and wants to hear about stuff!
ME: Cause she loves you and misses you!!!
ME: You're a pain.
KEV: Yep. :)
And, really, what else do I need to know?