It's about 4:30 or so on Friday and I received a strange call at work. The caller id showed that the call was from Randi's cell. I answer but hear nothing in response. Then I am able to make out some grunting, perhaps some fiddling around with the phone. Oh, she must have accidentally redialed her last call, and she's in the car. With nothing better to do on a Friday afternoon, I listen in a for a while. I figure she'll eventually notice and apologize and we'll both go about our day. Then I hear more voices, but not really words. OH, ok, Mira must have grabbed mommys phone and hit talk. I can see that happening. I try and get a response. "Mira! Mira, it's daddy!". Nothing. Then I hear "Daddy?". OK, so it's the other one... The conversation continues.
"Jory, wheres mommy?"
"She's upstairs with Mira"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm watching Little Bill"
"How did you get mommys phone?"
That last question was ignored, as were countless others. The conversation went back and forth for five or ten minutes with me interrogating Jory, trying to understand the scene unfolding at home. Then I hear Randi in the distance..
"Jory, who are you talking to?"
"I just called daddy at work because I had to ask him a question."
Randi heard him talking but assumed he was talking to the TV, unaware that he could have been having a conversation with anyone in her address book! Jory was very proud of his accomplishment. I'll expect more phone calls in the future.
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