Fargo and Frila

Darin and I took a long time to jump on the "texting" band wagon. We held out and we held out until we just had to stop paying the fees for the texts that kept arriving on our no-texting-plan phones. When we did cave in and add the plan, the responses from our friends when they first received texts from us, illustrated how behind the times we were.

They said things like this:

"Wow, you can text now?!"

"A text from Erika? I'm shocked!"

"Look who's texting?!"

"Aww, I'm honored to have gotten a text from you!"

You get the point. It's kind of amusing when my baby-boomer parents know/use texting lingo more skillfully than I do.

Last night Darin was here at home and the babies and I were a couple hours away at the home of my parents-in-law while our furnace was being replaced. Darin and I texted back and forth for about half an hour before going to bed. I felt all warm and fuzzy each time I got a text from Darin... kind of like he was my boyfriend again. It was kind of cute. (Am I allowed to say that about myself?)

Anyways, even though I've been texting for about a year now, there are still little things that I just really get a kick out of that show my texting youthfulness. Mainly, I really get a kick out of using the t9 mode on my keypad to spell out people's names and it cracks me up to see the alternate options that pop up while doing so.

So I love the fact that when I spell out Darin's name is also pops up as "Fargo" and mine shows "Frila". I kind of want to start calling Darin "Fargo" now and hope he'll start referring to me as "Frila". I think they'd be charming new terms of endearment. What do you think?

I bet I know what you think... You probably think that the fact that I haven't yet purchased a phone with a separate keypad for letters and that I still have to use t9 to text shows all the more how much of a texting novice I am. And you'd be right. I AM pretty old fashioned with my t9 texting ways. But if you know your "alternate" name using t9 mode, would you humor and tell me what it is in the comments section? I'd love to have a new nickname for you.

Thanks,
Frila

Biter Biscuit

Collin REALLY loves biter biscuits. This video makes me smile. Hope it makes you smile too. : )

Two

Just a little narrative from this morning about my now TWO year-old.

Lucy and Collin were sitting in Lucy's room with me. Things were great, we'd even just finished with a great giggle session when Collin grabbed one of Lucy's "babies". Lucy took it from him.

He grabbed another "baby". She took it from him too. We went through this until there were four babies in Lucy's lap. I grabbed a different toy and gave it to an unaware, happy-go-lucky Collin. Lucy started to take it from him, but mid-grab, I intercepted her arm and told her a firm "no". She proceeded to throw her body on top of the FOUR toys in her lap while Collin sat grinning with his one toy that she desperately wanted. Tears were streaming down Lucy's cheeks and she began wailing at the perceived injustice of the entire situation. I sat, watched her and quietly laughed at her, but then sobered up when I realized how often I surely act like a two-year-old when my Father in Heaven is exceedingly generous and gracious to me.

After Lucy worked her way through the pain and disappointment of not being allowed to take a fifth toy away from her brother, she walked to me, arms outstretched for a hug. Which I was happy to give.

And if only-human-me, was happy to hug Lucy, it makes me confident that the Father is truly pleased to receive those who come to Him for comfort even when their own greed or other shortcomings were the cause of their hurt.