My wife and I sometimes communicate through writing on the master bedroom closet doors, with chalk, somewhat like notes on one’s pillow / desk / the dining room table. This happens in Dutch, and translates rather poorly (BTW, I have pictures too, so it did happen);
“Papa houdt WEL een beetje van mama.”
“Een beetje maar?”
“OK, niet een beetje”
“Hoeveel dan wel?”
She had to Google that one, but she found it adorable. I think. Time will tell.
On other occasions, you may hear me wonder where my wife is… I start the discovery process off by shouting:
There may be a sigh, followed by my wife shouting:
I have to confirm the handshake;
And all is good, we have a connection.