Dear Sons of Mine:
It’s been very weird for me for you to have phones and, with them, social media accounts. You know I gave you phones only because you had good grades and are fairly responsible (and because you not having phones was starting to be a pain for me).
The weirdest conversation so far was this one with you, Gideon, not too long ago:
You: Today is Glenn’s birthday.
Me: Glenn who?
You: Glenn, your boss.
Me: Wait … what? How do you know?
You: We are friends on Facebook.
Me: !!!
But strange conversations are now de rigueur. Behold (this convo comes after your father talked about your baseball team going from “last to first”):
And here is this soon-to-be classic from you, Dominic (you never text me unless you want something):
My head nearly exploded. Please, please pay attention in language arts class and USE PUNCTUATION (or you’ll never again get what you want from me, a grammarian who is a stickler for proper punctuation).
You both make me crazy. And also, I love you.
Mama
Observe and report 
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