delight

The tween began his last year of un-teenageness today. This occasion also marks the end of nearly two years of him begging for a cellphone, for which I am delighted. Not quite as delighted as he was to unwrap and find his very own device in the last gift opened, but close.

Friends and family had answered the call to ring or text him in advance, so when he turned it on the first time, a log of messages already awaited. Within minutes I had received a text from my son, even though he was just across the room. "I love you, Mom. Thank u".

For a first text, that's a pretty good one.