The worst texting typo/spellcheck snafu I’ve ever committed.
So, over the weekend the good and decent Doc and I were chatting back and forth by text.
We were discussing things that were entirely frivolous and unserious, and at one point he mentioned that his young preschool-age toddler was being, well, a young preschool age toddler.
If you’ve never had a young preschool age toddler you wouldn’t necessarily know this, but in addition to being a source of great joy and love and laughter and inspiration, they can also be a handful. As a father of two boys, I can tell you they can often be quite the handful. Seriously, if you’ve raised kids and never found them to be a handful there’s something very wrong with you and you need to go see a professional.
Where was I? Oh yeah, Russell and I were texting back and forth and he mentioned his young preschool-age toddler was being a handful. So what did I say to the good Doctor in response?
THAT’S WHAT THE GUN IS FOR.
Yep, that’s right. The most decent man I know is talking about the challenges of parenting a toddler, and I texted him to go get his gun.
What I’d meant to say was THAT’S WHAT THE GIN IS FOR. As in, you should really go make yourself a martini after kid-bedtime. Instead, I fat-fingered something and my spellcheck went to a very , very dark place.
My mission for the remainder of the year is to prove to Russell that I don’t need to be locked away for the good of all mankind.