TheDad and I are both visual people. If one of the kids has written a story for school, I need them to hand me the notebook rather than read it aloud to me. And if there's anything on the calendar that TheDad needs to know about, I email him. If he sees it in writing, he's more likely to remember than if I just say it to him.
Even so, this morning's conversation borders on the ridiculous.
This morning as the snooze alarm went off for the fourth time, I put my hand on TheDad's shoulder and told him it was time to wake up (this little game we play begins at 5 AM.)
"Didn't you get my email?" he mumbled. "I'm not waking up until 8:30 today."