It was strange when my babysitter called me this afternoon and immediately hung up. When she called a second time, I thought we had bad service because there was no answer to my “hello.” But after moving to a more serviceable area, I received my reply:
It was Jack. He had stolen his babysitter’s phone and called me during his nap. We had a short, but very sweet conversation about nothing in particular (I couldn’t understand a word he said, though he cracked me up) before I hung up, called Christina and she found him trying to answer her phone in bed.
I needed that belly laugh this afternoon.