My adorable and somewhat ornery 10-year-old son received his first cellphone sometime after Christmas last year (Did I really just say last year?!) and he’s been a texting fiend ever since.

His favorite text to send to everyone in the family and our extended church family: Whatcha doing?

Apparenly, this incredibly inexpensive (read: free) texting cell phone we bought him has these nifty little messaging templates that allows him to setup messages that he can just mass send to everyone in his contact list. I had to put the brakes on it after he texted the question to me — from the back seat of the Surburban, while I was sitting in the front.

Then relatives started calling me to complain that they have not received a text from him in a while.

Oops!

Anyway, my son, CW, and his grandma texted this morning, and the conversation went something like this:

CW: Whatcha doing?
Gma: Laundry and playing on FB.
CW: Cool
Gma: What r u doing?
CW: Watching a movie…
Gma: U going to make fudge today? I am.
CW: No that’s not fair
Gma: Talk to mom. Bet she will.

I knew nothing about this … until CW started begging to make fudge.

So I had him set out all the ingredients and then add the sugar, butter, salt, marshmallow creme, and evaporated milk to a saucepan.

All went well until that last step.

He opened the can, and I pulled the glass measuring cup from the cabinet in order to carefully measure out 1 cup of the milk. Apparently, CW skipped over this step, because he dumped all 12 ounces of milk into the pot. Yikes!

Fortunately, we caught the error immediately and I was able to scoop out 4 ounces of liquid without any of the other ingredients. Or at least not much.

So he stirred the pot the whole time, and then I helped mix in the chocolate chips and vanilla. I also poured the hot fudge into pan.

CW took the pan outside and placed it inside the closed grill to cool off — one of the benefits of sub zero temperatures.

Needless to say, the family beat my camera to the fudge…

P.S. I’m jealous. His fudge didn’t crystalize!

P.S.S. He’s hired!

P.S.S.S. Did you see CW’s use of the apostrophe in his text. The English teacher in me is soooo proud!