I saw him working on it with his dad, and then a few minutes later they got up from the computer.
Me: Did you send me that email?
C-Man: No.
Me: Why not?
C-Man: I couldn’t tell if he was done.
But eventually, it showed up in my inbox.
It said this:
!#NN! N b
/ 76 .=-/t n l b bbbbbb,
Except with a bunch more spaces, because that’s the easiest key to hit.
How often is being a mom like being a trim function?