I called my mom last night. Charlotte wanted to say good night to Grammie, so I gave her the phone. After walking around the kitchen for a while chatting away, she plunked down in her green chair. The way she moved, acted, her facial expressions, Judd and I could see her teenage self gossiping away on the phone for hours on end. Lord help me.
Then my mom and I laughed at the fact that as a teenager she probably won't talk endlessly for hours on the phone - she'll be texting for hours on the phone. Or who knows what else by then.
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