Southern Drawls

The other day

LeGrand was getting onto Abigail.

How could she have a crush on a boy

who is always misspelling his texts?

I took the opportunity to tell him

that while I was on my mission

every time I read a letter from him,

I would cringe

and resist the urge to edit

with a red pen

and mail it back.

I know

I'm just a tad controlling.

But he had to admit

that I am about

the smartest gal in the world.

Not because I can spell

(for the most part)

but because I chose to marry him

before he could.

And he was in the 14th grade.

Abigail then said,

"Dad, it's texting,

you don't have to spell right."

I am sure LeGrand

was secretly wishing that he

could have dated me via text.