My preschooler, E, is playing Angry Birds* on my iPhone while I put my toddler, N, down for nap.
While I’m still upstairs, my phone rings, and E answers.
My friend, P: Is Alex there?
E: Can you call back on the house phone?
A few minutes later, P calls my iPhone again. By this time, I’m back downstairs, and E begrudgingly hands me the phone.
P: Hello, Alex?
Me: Yes, hi!
P: I called a few minutes ago and E answered.
Me: Oh, yeah? I was putting N down for nap upstairs so E was using with my phone.
P: Well, he told me to call back on the house phone and hung up.
P: You don’t have a house phone.
If only he’d use his genius for good, instead of for Angry Birds. But who would he learn that from?
*If you don’t know what Angry Birds is, a previous post explains it: Angry Birds. Bringing Out The Awesome In All Of Us. Or At Least Me.