About once a week our daycare provider, Barb, calls me to say that theÂ girls have brought her the phone (not sure how theyÂ are getting the phone, but whatever) andÂ they are asking to talk to me.Â It makes my day, every single time.
Here’s the sum of our conversation:
Nora: “HI MOMMY!”
Me: “Hi baby.Â How are you?”
Me: “What are you doing?”
Nora: “PLAY.Â SNACK.”
Me: “Are you having fun?”
Nora: “LUV YOU!”
Me: “I love you, too, baby.Â Let me talk to Tess.”
The same conversation ensues with Tessa except there is a lot more button pushing and beeping in my ear.Â They both conclude by screaming “BYE BYE!” and then actually kissing and hugging the phone. Each.Â
I am the luckiest person in the world.