I was typing to my uncle over Skype, and we were saying goodbye. He wanted to throw in some Italian…
Me: Goodbye! Talk to you soon!
He meant ciao.
Me: I like Italian food
Dad: There is too much Farmer John cheese in Italian food
Me: What’s Farmer John cheese? I think they only make breakfast meats
Dad: You know, Farmer John!
Mom: He means Parmesan cheese
Me: Baba there are no walmarts near LA HAHAHA. So please buy the panoramic mirror if you see it!! <3 *panormaic mirror is the big mirror you place over your rearview mirror in your car to check your blindspots*
Dad: K. What’s this mean less than 3? I bought two, is it ok? One for you and another for your mom
Me: -____- it means heart!
Dad: Haha. I thought u let me buy less than three if I found. Actually, I did bought 2 la. Why don’t u talk to me? Only typing words
Dad: I love you.<3
Me: haha hello!
Dad: What did you eat?
Me: i had this fried turkey with curry sauce
Me: its so yummy
Dad: Sound good. They have a lot of curry dishes.
Dad: Cook by the currian.
Dad: I made up Currian means curry people.
Dad: Get it.
Me: why do you always make that face?
Dad: That is mommy.
Me: oh haha
Me: hi mommy!
Dad: I mean her face
Me: John Steinbeck’s books are so long
Dad: I know John Steinbeck! He wrote that book… Angry Grapes?
Me: You mean… Grapes of Wrath?
I’m having a GChat with my dad, while my parents are hosting a couple from our church, their 2 children and their cats…
me: Hey… do you like having a cat in the house?
Chi: NO IT SMELLS WITH THE POOHS
Chi: AND IT IS SNEAKY
Chi: COMING QUIETLY FROM NO WHERE AND LICKS YOUR LEG
Chi: JUMP TO YOUR BED AND WANTS YOUR HUGS. YES, THERE ARE 2 CATS.
me: what about the baby? also smells like teh poohs?
Chi: WHEN THEY ARE CLEAN, SMELL GOOD. LITTLE ONE JOELLE WAKES UP AT 6:30AM AND COMES TO OUR ROOM TO PLAY WITH US.
Chi: VERY TALKATIVE AND PLAYFUL
Chi: THE BOY IS 4 YRS OLD, NO MORE FUN.
In December, I’m taking a photography class at school. I told my dad about how excited I was about developing pictures in the black room…
Dad: …Be careful in the black rooms, OK?
Dad: …Because, BAD THINGS. ALWAYS HAPPEN. IN BLACK ROOMS.