6:00 AM. The ring of my text message wakes me.
CLS (my son, Christopher, in graduate school in Maastricht, the Netherlands) It hailed for two straight hours this morning.
I read: CTS (my daughter, Caroline, in school in Florida)) I hurled for two straight hours this morning.
Me: (no glasses, dark room, barely awake) Oh my dear Peaches! (Caroline's nickname) I am so sorry. NPO for 2 hours. Sleep. Call me if you need to.
CLS: This is CLS
Me: Oh, So sorry. Not awake yet. Should have known it was you by the verb. Nothing at all to eat/drink for 2 hours. Then small sips of coke for awhile. Then nibble crackers. Very bland diet all day. Do you have a fever??
CLS: Mom. HAIL. It has been hailing outside. Hahaha sorry to wake you up, love you.
Me: I wasn't awake and didn't have my glasses when I read that. Joke is on me!!
Me: And I was just thinking how you needed your mom all the way in the Netherlands...
Me: I'll be this little conversation gets a lot of mileage on both sides of the Atlantic.
CLS: Hahahaha. Everyone here thinks you are crazy haha.
Later:
Me: May I blog about our conversation?
CLS: Sure. Make sure you mention that you thought I was Caroline.
Wonder how they say "hurl" in German??
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