That included my Mom. And, since she wanted me to write this blog post, I have to tell the WHOLE story! I flew down to Orange County the next morning for my Nana's 90th birthday party. I had tried to call my parents the night before to tell them (and the rest of the family) but my Dad wanted me to keep it a secret until I arrived so I could tell them in person. When I arrived to my Nana's house, Mom was out shopping. When she came back, I wasn't really prepared for how to tell her so I had to think on my feet. I had my phone next to me so I asked her if I could take her picture...holding the phone with my left hand of course. It went something like this:
Me: "Mom, come here. I want to take your picture."
Mom: "Oh ok."
Me: "Look right here at my phone."
Mom: Posing
Me: "Mom! Are you looking at my phone?"
Mom: "Yes. Are you taking my picture?"
Me: Wiggling my left ring finger. "Right here Mom. Are you looking at my phone?"
Mom: "Yes I am." Still posing.
Me: Wiggling my left ring finger. "Right here Mom. Are you looking at my phone?"
Mom: "Yes I am." Still posing.
Me: "Mom! Make sure you're looking RIGHT AT MY PHONE."
Mom: "OK!" Still posing.
Carolyn: Pointing at my left ring finger. "Mom! Are you looking RIGHT HERE?"
Mom: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Crying.
It looked like this:
0 comments:
Post a Comment