The other morning I was in my studio and the phone rang. The Caller ID said it was my daughter Rosebud. I answered the phone all excited to have a good visit with my daughter...but all I heard was...
"Bappy, ers Babby. I unts Bappy."
(among other gibberish)
I sat listening to this for quite awhile before I realized it was my 21 month old grand daughter. After a nice little visit, I asked her to go get Mommy, which she finally did.
Turns out she had gotten a hold of her Mommy's cell phone and somehow called me...
I was delighted!
Mommy is concerned!
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