My Dearest Son,
I received your secret coded message of love and my heart bursts with joy.
Thank you for invigorating my hope that these angsty teen years are drawing to a close. You were so clever to use the hanging of the toilet paper roll backwards as your signal. I saw it immediately and recognized it for what it was… your signal to me that you had changed the roll without me asking… and that you love me.
Thank you, my beautiful man child. Mama loves you, too!
P.S. I now wait with baited breath for the day I find the dishes in the dishwasher... loaded the wrong way. I know I will burst with pride.