Texting with Our Tyler

I started writing this post just a few minutes ago while breaking from home schooling with Liberty and as I did Emma walked over and asked me what I was doing? I said, “Typing a post about Tyler with the pictures he recently sent me.” She said, “Mom, won’t he kill you?” I said, “Ummm, he doesn’t check my blog.” =) So here’s to Tyler, once again, not checking my blog…..LOL – And for the record, if I don’t post ever again, you will know that I was wrong and he does read my blog…LOL

I have mentioned before how close Tyler is to us. He is such a treasure. I know that adoption is so very scary to many people who have whispers of thoughts flitting through their noggin about the idea of adopting. Well here we are just about 23 years post our first adoption and we happily admit that we are still smitten with our precious son brought to us from the other side of the world once-upon-a-time in early 1986. He loves the Lord, wants to serve our country and has the funniest sense of humor – kind of a mix of far side and randomness.

He is not deployed at the moment having just returned in July. He is now in the throes of preparing for his next deployment. His superiors had asked him, upon returning from his deployment if he would be willing to do something within his regiment with alot more risk and responsibility? To which our flag-waving American son said, “Absolutely!” (Mom and Dad are still processing what this exactly means and, of course, since he is in the special forces we are not allowed to talk about it – except to each other! But suffice it to say, he/we are going to need your prayers even more so!)

Due to this new assignment the military has sent Tyler to some very intricate “schools” to learn some very fascinating things. (Of course they sound fascinating since he is safe in the good ol’ U S of A.) One of the schools he went to was about learning how to follow a person and be able to tell all kinds of things about them just from following them.)

For instance, he told me that he can now follow someone and tell from following them: (1)whether they are left handed or right handed (how in the world they do that – who knows??), (2)if they are male or female, (3) how they walk (heavy on one foot or whatever), (4)what kind of tracks they will make, and (5)even how much they weigh.

When Tyler told me about knowing how much someone weighs I begged him that if he is ever following me and has to tell someone how much I weigh that he would promise to guess 20 pounds lighter!??! Pretty Please?? =)

When Ty was still living at home he was famous for eating all the Peanut M&M’s or Hershey kisses (two of my all time favorites) in a bag and leaving ONE in the bottom. He figured that way no one could ever blame him for eating them ALL. It became a joke with he and I….as I would be craving some chocolate and he would have found it long before and have eaten it all but one. The same applied to cookies….all gone – but one. There were certainly times when these kind of things would truly annoy me and yet in the end we would usually laugh.

From the time he left home for the Army and now even more so as his next deployment (with greater risk) looms in the not-to-distant future the thought of him being home and eating all but one cookie or Hershey kiss or Peanut M&M sounds so wonderfully delightful. Come home, precious Tyler-son, and eat all you want…Mama longs to find just one sweet thing left by you in the bag or box.

So with that eating-the-last-cookie/candy story as a back-drop during one of these recent “schools” he sent me the following picture and the caption read: “This is my ‘who ate my last cookie’ look”. I laughed when I read it and texted him something silly back.

To which he replied, “Yeah, probably hard to take me too seriously when you changed my diapers for years.”

Then a few hours later he sent me the following picture with the caption: “This is my – been sitting in a tree for hours getting eaten by ants – look.” To which I texted back: It looks more like the “I’ve been constipated for days look” to me.
I am so thankful for these sweet laughs with my Special Forces son, even from afar. So thankful for whoever out there invented text messaging – may God bless them abundantly!

2 thoughts on “Texting with Our Tyler

  1. Nothing sweeter in this world than a mama corresponding with her soldier STATESIDE!!!!! I just spoke to mine moments before reading your post and I still feel warm and fuzzy from our brief phone call! Our sons are HEROS!!!

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