The conversation went along these lines:
Kenz: We're here!
Me: Send a picture!
Kenz: Here you go! (The Capitol from the House side. I used to run down that hill daily.)
Me: Cool!
Hours later ...
Me: Send a picture!
Kenz:
Me: Fun!
Kenz: We're eating dinner. (Busboys and Poets, where Binx had her first solid food.)
Which happened to be a sweet potato fry ...
Next day ...
Kenz: How's the weather there?
Me: Cold, don't know.
Kenz: Is it snowing?
Me: Hold on ...
Me: Boo.
Kenz: DC Traffic is awful. It's going to take me 2 hours to get to VA.
Me: Send a picture.
Kenz:
Me: Bwahahaha. (Just kidding.)
Me: We're going to a movie.
Next day ...
Kenz: Good morning!
Me: Good morning, shoes.
Me: Did you go to the outlets in Leesburg?
Me: She's singing and being a princess.
Me: You like?
Kenz: You like? (I like cuff links.)
Me: Where are you?
Kenz: The Masonic temple.
Me: I get this?
Kenz: (no response)
Me: Okay, I got it.
Me: Bedtime story.
Next Day ...
Me: Grandpa gave her this for breakfast.
Kenz: That's what I thought.
Kenz: Look at this cute baby.
Kenz: Look at this sandwich I'm eating. (Which happens to be my favorite sandwich ever - Jimmy John's Beach Club.)
Me: Grandpa made bowls for us, which do you like more?
Kenz: Fun!
Next time, I'm asking for more pictures of monuments and fewer pictures of shoes and sandwiches. And, I'm going to Jimmy John's for dinner.
1 comments:
Ha ha. My favorite part was...
I get this?
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I got it.
Sounds like me. Although I hope you didn't get just an empty box.
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