Yesterday I went to pick my daughter up after school. Usually my wife picks her up, so I needed to text her to let her know where I would be parked. I don't do much texting, and I usually sign my texts "Dad." Well, she had admonished me a week ago that you don't sign texts. So I sent her the text, "I'm right at the bottom of the stairs. Luv, Dad." When she got in the car, she says, "Dad, spell out the words in your texts. I hate all that 2, u, luv stuff." I told her I couldn't control the pride welling up in my heart for her. A grammar nazi at 14.