Two Sides of a Conversation

This morning Hilary wasn't feeling well. So she sent me a textessage asking if I, too, was feeling crummy.

Later in the morning, Brynna asks to talk to Dada. So Hilary types in a text message into her phone and lets Brynna send it off.

Here is the conversation from my perspective:

9:06 AM: how're you feeling today? I'm so nauseous.

9:42 AM: hello daddy!

This damn near gave me a heart attack!