Hello....?

I need to make a call...

I'm dialing...

Hello, President Bush? Nice Work.
Things are lookin' real good out there!
I have to go call my new friend Lily now.
Bye.


In about 2 seconds, Lily, Rachel and Mommy will be
chasing me around this restaurant.

You can hold my hand-but you can't hold me down, sister!

Now, I don't have any idea who she's talking to...it could be her beloved Aunt Nancy who gave her the fashionable, pink cell phone-- it could be her new best friend, (and mine) Lily, who recently came to visit from Virginia... it could be freakin' "Hello Kitty" for all I know. What I do know is that my girl is all about the phone. "Blah Blah Blah" all day long. Yesterday she asked me for a text messaging package. I told her I would happy to oblige but good luck texting the following conversation that plays out in our house about 100 times a day:

Me or Cody: Ring Ring. Ring Ring! Hello? Oh, hi. You're looking for Frankie? Ok, hang on...Frankie!! It's for you!! (Hand phone to Frankie).

Frankie: Vos du? Abatahanee! (Throws phone)

Me or Cody: (Pick up phone). Hello? Hi! Frankie it's for you. (Hand phone to Frankie).

Frankie: Betasee Badu? Abaduwee. Gluh Gluh. Anatubah Dawah. Oh...Aratabee Noee. Bah!(Throws phone).

Me or Cody: (Pick up phone). Hello? Hold on. (Hand phone to Frankie).

Frankie: (Looks at the phone and shakes her head "No." --Whoever she was talking to must have really made her mad).

Me or Cody: No phone?

Frankie: (Takes phone and throws it).

Good thing we have phone insurance.