I could not find my phone all day.
I looked everywhere.
I started to get angry, because I realized the bright idea of calling it to find out where it was could NOT happen, without another phone to call it.
Later in the day, I walked into the dining room to the swing on high, (like always, because Ceal puts her babies in there). But it was just Sebastian's jammies, so I threw them out and turned off the swing.
I heard a big clunk on the floor. What could that be? How in the world is my phone inside Sebastian's jammies in the swing?
"Cealy?" "Yes Mommy," ever so sweetly might I add.
"What did you do to my phone?"
"It was sleepy, so I put its jammies on and put it in the swing to go night night."
I can't believe I didn't look there.
No comments:
Post a Comment