The only way to text and drive…..hire a kid. 
 
I’ve got one that wants to sits in the front seat, aka “Mommy’s office pile.”  In order to be allowed to sit up there, when I get a text, he must read it to me and then responds to them from what I tell him to type back. 
 
Best part?  Two things:
 
1) He gets practice spelling ‘actual ‘real’ words
2) I get stuff done.
3) He gets practice being able to properly listening to a woman’s voice telling him what to do.
 
What man couldn’t have benefitted from that in early “Momma training”?

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