I don’t know much about football, but I do know a good interception when I make one.
Saturday, I was sitting with my running group at a local coffee place when my phone started to vibrate to indicate that I had a text. I clicked on it, and there was a text from my daughter’s friend, presumably meant for her.
It wasn’t the first time I had intercepted such a text. But this one was more intriguing. It said: “I heard who ______ likes!” (The name has been deleted to protect the innocent.)
I decided to have a little fun with it. “Really? Who?”
Apparently, that wasn’t the right answer. She was onto me immediately. I guess I should have responded with: “Idk.” (That’s “I don’t know” for newbies.)
“Who is this?” She fired back clearly recognizing my attempt at a covert text.
There was a moment when I thought, what’s the harm if I just pretend for a few more texts to be my daughter? But then, the good Amanda took over and kicked bad Amanda to the curb. I came clean.
“Oh hey Mrs. Amanda,” she replied, apparently undaunted by the revelation.
I decided to go for it after all. “Hey there! You’re up early. So who does ______ like?”
And guess what? She told me. Sorry, I can’t share. It’s our secret …
Amanda is the mom of two, a reporter for WRAL-TV and the author of several books including three on motherhood. Find her here on Mondays.