Thursday, September 25, 2014

The case of the missing phone

I'd really like to title this "You're an asshole, but I love you' but since I'm writing about my two year old, I guess that would put me in the bad mommy category. Though she really has been being an ass lately. I've got tons of examples but I'll try to stick to just one. Riley is obsessed with my phone. Nobody else's just mine. I've woken up many times in the early morning hours to find her either unplugging it or sitting on the end of my bed trying to play on it. This is exactly why I keep a lock code on it. I've gotten into the habit of waking up at some point and shoving it under my pillow. Evidently she's catching on to that trick. I don't know how many times I was up with her last night, taking her back to her bed. I think her goal was to wear me out. She succeeded. I woke up at five something this morning when my fiance, Josh, was getting a work shirt out of my nightstand drawer. I instinctively reached for my phone. It was missing, I knew I hadn't put it under my pillow yet but I checked there anyways. Wasn't there. My first instinct was Riley but we checked everywhere else first. Couldn't find it. So we went to look in her bed. She wasn't there. She had crawled into bed with her sister Holly. It was kinda  cute but I was sleepy and irritated. Looked around a bit and still couldn't find my phone. I finally had Josh call it. It was under her ass.





I keep threatening to make this song Josh's ringtone. I guess I should have already. It would have been totally appropriate this morning! LOL

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