J is in her first year of college, A in her last. Most college students exchange texts with their parents daily, but not us. We stay in touch via email and every week or two throw in a video phone call to remember what they look like.
Here’s my daughters’ email response timeframe:
• Months. Any message having to do with Ukraine, textbook receipts, tuition details, or federal taxes.
• Weeks. Any message having to do with family birthday reminders, travel planning, or the future more generally.
• Days. Any message having to do with popular culture generally.
• Hours. Any message that includes a picture of their dog or a video clip of laughing babies.
• Minutes. Any message having to do with television comedy, Amy Poehler, Tina Fey, or the movie Bridesmaids.
Case in point, this morning I sent A this message:
I admit, yesterday’s episode of New Girls (viewed while spinning this morning) was pretty good. And amazingly, one reference to crack, but none to alcohol. Brooklyn 99 was good too. Spoiler alert—Cwaazy Cupcakes.
She must have been swimming or stuck in a small class with a kick ass professor, because it took her one hour and twelve minutes to send this reply:
Fact check: She (Zoey Deschanel) was actually crying while drinking from the minibar bottles because they’re so tiny. And YAY glad you’re watching B99 (that’s what insiders call it).
Electronic quirks and all, I love them.