<3 (If You Give a Squeak a Cellphone...)

Dae's been with his grandmother for the past week. It's been kindof quiet and strange without my little alarm clock around, but we've been dealing.

My phone rang a few minutes ago, and the caller ID showed a number with an area code I recognised but otherwise... ?!

So I answered it.

"Hello?"
Mama?
"Dae?"
Yeah! Where are you, Mama?
"I'm at home, babe, where are you?"
I'm at Wal-Mart with Charlie (the aforementioned gramma) and Basha (his aunt)!
"Are you having fun?"
Yep.

And on the conversation went. Near the end of it, he asked for Mark's phone number. I looked it up and gave it to him:

"The first three numbers are 2, 5, 6..."
Okay, I'll push those first...
*beep**beep**beep*
*click*

~laughs out loud~
I called the number back--turns out it's his aunt's cell--and asked if he'd gotten the number he wanted. She laughed and said she didn't know. He was just playing with her phone and remembered that he knew my number, so he called. Then he wanted to call Mark.

So I gave her the number, and asked her to kiss the boyo on the head for me.

A few minutes later the phone rang again. Mark.

"You just got the cutest phone call in the world didn't you?"
I think...he misses us?
"It's nice to be missed, i'nit?"
...Yeah. :)