best of series: part three

don't worry old blog readers, i only have about 2 or 3 more "best of" blogs. it's unfortunate that i have to dig up my past to make up for my uneventful week.

this post is from august 18, 2006

go ahead, make fun of me.

this morning i came into our "office" and got online to check my email, etc.... i sat ava down in front of some toys and let her have at it. she started reaching for our phone. it's a landline and it has one of those curly cords irresistable to babies. i unplugged it from the receiver and phone and let her play with it. all the while i was watching her making sure she didn't wrap it around herself or gag herself with it. she played with it for a bit and then started reaching for the phone again. i figured i'd let her play with it, let her pound on it for a bit, she couldn't possibly actually hit an actual phone number, she's only 7 months old, she doesn't even know what a phone does... after a few minutes of playing with that i decided that i had let her indulge enough and that it was time to take it away. i plugged the curly cord back into the receiver expecting to hear the "off the hook beeping", but it wasn't making any noise. i put my ear up to the phone and heard someone saying, "hello? hello?" oops! no big deal, i'll just explain to the person on the other line that my baby was playing with the phone and must've accidently dialed their number.



diana: "hello?"

mystery person: "hello, this is 911 are you okay?"

mortified diana: "oh, my gosh. i am so sorry, my baby was playing with the phone and somehow dialed 911!"

911 operator: "that's okay, it happens all the time... what is your name?"


really mortified diana: "diana d., oh i am so sorry!"

911 operator: "is your address....?"

really, really mortified diana: "yes. um, how long have you been on the phone?"

911 operator: "about five minutes. the police are on their way to your house right now to check on you."

officially completely mortified diana: "i am so so sorry."

911 operator: "it's alright, it happens all the time, goodbye."

(yeah, to neglective parents!)

*click*

*knock-knock-knock*

the police.

now i had to actually face the officer whose time i had wasted, and he got to see the negligent mother who wasn't taking good care of their child.

needless to say, it was an eventful and embarassing morning.

note to self: never, ever let your child play with a phone. never. ever.