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Thursday, January 26, 2006

She Must Not Be Home

"It's such a nice day out today," I think as I meander out to the mailbox.

"MOM! Phone!" I walk back to the house hearing the machine kick on through the open door. *click* They hung up. Hmm...wonder who that was.

You see, our main line has no caller id box and is a corded phone right now. (The cord helps me remember to use the cordless voice-over-IP phone to call long-distance. We currently have 3 phone lines running in our 1400 sq ft house. Why? No clue. That's a Honey thing.)

"Ugh. Baby we have got to potty train you. I am so not a fan of stinky diapers." *ring* "Kinda' busy here, " I say to the ringing phone. *ring* "Leave a message" *click* Well, it was probably some survey or charity.

"Can we please keep the water in the tub?" Faintly from the kitchen I hear "Hi. I can't come to the phone" *click* Arg.

Besides baths, diapers and mail there is also potty training, cleaning, time outside and the occasional few moment I get to go to the bathroom myself, (rare as that might be.) If you want to talk to me, leave a message!

*ring* "Hello?" (Ha. I caught it this time.) "Hey Sis. Aren't you ever home? I've been calling all day!"

1 Comments:

Blogger Jim McKeeth said...

You need to train her to leave a message.

Fri Jan 27, 09:09:00 AM MST  

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