My sister-in-law called me today on my cell phone. I know that seems like a normal thing, but it is what this little post is based on.
Ok, let me set the stage for you.
We were in the living room. I was talking on my cell phone and Eric was sitting on the couch holding the baby that I watch. She was getting fussy, so I got up to make her a bottle. As I did, I started patting my pockets with my phone-free hand and then I went over and looked in the chair, even down the sides, and patted my pockets again.
You know where this is going yet?
I looked over at Eric and mouthed to him, "Where's my cell phone, I can't find it?"
Oh yes I did.
He looked at me with this look of, "seriously?"
I realized what I had said right after I said it. I was TALKING on my cell phone!
So anyway, I made the baby's bottle and came back in and sat down in the chair again. I motioned for Eric to bring me the baby so I could feed her.
Here is what he did:
Stood up, with the baby in his arms, turned a circle and said, "Hey, where's the baby? Where did she go?" ~~ then he laughed.
And that's what it's like being married to a smartallic.