Tuesday, May 8, 2012

I'm Done, I'm Out, Day's Over, Week's Complete...

...and it's only Tuesday morning.


Another story from left field to make you feel a little bit better about your own day....


Noah left his phone out last night, and when Avery grabbed it while I was showering, I didn't think too much about it.  Noah has it passcode-locked, so there couldn't be too much damage Avery could get into with it, right?  I've had that gnarly flu nastiness that's going around, so I took my time showering, took my time drying off, got dressed, then decided it was probably time to chase Avery to get the phone back.  He told me he's talking to Noah so I took a detour through the kitchen to get a drink.  Isn't it cute how much fun he's having, pretending to talk to his older brother?  Avery informs "Noah" that Mommy's getting a drink, says "Shhh, I'm on the phone!" when I use the ice machine in the fridge.  Finally, I gave chase, got the phone from the giggling toddler and I hear, "Ma'am?  Ma'am?  Are you there?  I just need to verify some information with you!"  OMGosh.  WHAT???  HE CALLED 911.  He'd been talking with the dispatcher for 10 minutes while I took my time showering, drying off, getting dressed, getting my drink (which, I feel I should point out was water, before DHS and a deputy show up on my doorstep with a breathalyzer).  I confirmed my information with her, apologized profusely and explained what had happened as Avery screamed in the background because I'd taken the phone away from him.  She laughed (I'm sure she felt obligated to), said it happens all the time (I'm sure it doesn't), I apologized again for taking her away from her incredibly important job, prayed that we didn't hold up a truly important emergency call, thanked her for her unbelievable patience and understanding, and she reassured me that it will be the highlight of her day (gee, thanks).  


Kind of reminds me of the week I had to call Poison Control two days in a row and was gently reminded to keep things out of my child's reach.  "Um, I do.  He's just a very determined climber."




This kid isn't just giving me any old gray hairs, he's giving me WHITE hair.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Amy, it's Jodi, just wanted to let you know that I am still following you, praying for you and thinking of you and all your many adventures. Glad you survived another one, intact! :)

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