Isabella has a habit of playing with my cell phone. This morning I got this
email from Burt, in Florida:at 7 am your time, i kept getting calls from your cell. nobody talkedSorry bout that, Burt! Too bad she didn't at least have a conversation
on the other end - but i was driving and ended up leaving the cell in
my car to work out. there were several calls logged from your cell
with 3 voicemails with no data. i ran it through a
full-voice-spectrum analysis and discovered a little mumbling from
someone identified in our databases as "Bella"....
haha - I've heard of drunk dialing - but never heard of toddler
dialing. So I figured this was one of several possibilities:
1. wayne has lost his voice and had Bella with him. he was trying
morse code but could not remember the code quick enough for the
message.
2. wayne fell asleep with the phone on his hip kept rolling over onto
the redial or send button and once he rolled over onto Bella. This
made her mumble during one of the calls.
3. Bella set her alarm to get up before everyone else so she could
jump on the cell and call a few friends. strangely enough one of her
friends' numbers was similar to my number, and she kept getting it
wrong.
4. Bella found your phone and was intrigued with the "send" button as
your call to me was the last one made before her early morning
shenanigans.
haha. good stuff. I am just glad the time swing comes this way and
not the other way!
with you!
Blah blah blah. Every time I tried to write a clever or profound description of my blog it sounded pretentious. So scrap it. Here's my blog. Done.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Toddler Dialing
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2 comments:
haha! no big deal. i tried the second time to get her to talk because i figured out pretty quickly that a weekend day at 7 am did not seem like your time of day. i was hoping she left a voice mail for me to save for you, but no cookies.
That's hilarious. Better watch those long distance calls though...and 911.
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