Wrong Number?

Abe has known our cell phone numbers for a while, but only recently has he started calling us.  He calls me when he has a question about school (while I'm at work on T/Th.)  He calls Dar when something cool happens.  I loved getting a call from a very excited Abe last week telling me he had gotten 100% on his flashmaster.  And Dar loves when he calls to tell him anything, usually.

This week was a bit different......

Thursday morning, Dar's phone rings.

Dar:  Hello?
Abe:  Daddy?  Why did you answer?
Dar:  Buddy, you called me.
Abe:  Well I meant to call Mommy.
Dar:  What do you need?  Maybe I can help.
Abe:  Well, how many pages in "Explode the Code" am I supposed to do?
Dar:  Isn't it on the chalkboard?
Abe:  Oh, yep, yep, yep.  I see it.  All right.  Thanks.  Bye.


Thursday afternoon, Abe had another question for me.

Again, Dar's phone rings.

Dar:  Hello?
Abe:  Daddy?
Dar:  Yes Abe?
Abe:  Why do YOU keep picking up???
Dar:  Abe, you keep calling me!
Abe:  Are you 0809?
Dar:  Yes buddy.
Abe:  I needed Mommy!

The conversation went on for a while, but I'll spare you the details.  Dar and I laughed so hard about this.  It will be interesting to see if he remembers next time.