Lazy Sunday

Not too much going on today, but I did want to post a funny little story. I think that everyone knows that Miles loves the telephone. Whenever I'm on the phone with you, you can probably hear Miles in the background freaking out. Or if he ever sees your telephone, he'll probably freak out until you give it to him. Over time it has progressed from just the house phone and cell phone to remote controls and the baby monitor. I get that. They kind of look like phones. He'll hold them up to his ear and say, "Hi" and pretend to have a conversation. He'll pass it to me and want me to talk into it and say that it's for him and give it back. Well, it's gotten a little out of hand lately. We're not just limited to phones, remotes, and monitors anymore. Now, everything is a telephone. Rubber ducky, phone. Bottle of medicine, phone. My very favorite was this morning. Miles had found a bag that had my old primary stuff in it (I taught sunbeams). There were a bunch of pictures from the "I am Thankful for my House" (or something) lesson. My silly little baby had a paper cutout of a dog in a doghouse up to his ear, talking on it. What a weirdo!