today i decided to actually. make. a. phone. call.
gasp.
for reals people, i probably make two phone calls per week. because when i am on the phone my children become monsters. real life monsters. parker immediately goes on repeat, "who are you talking to? who are you talking to? WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO? WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?!" so naturally, macy and ollie follow suit and soon it's a huge monster chorus. but of course, i am on the phone so i can't yell and i've got to try to keep my cool...
today. the scene: me on said phone call. the kids yelling. me, locked in the laundry room. the kids pounding on the door so hard i couldn't even pretend to hear what my friend was saying. it was bad. real bad.
and this, my friends, is why the best way to communicate with me is through texting.
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so funny. i literally had the same experience yesterday. but we were outside. so i'm walking away from millie on my phone and she is running after me screaming and crying, cause she want to talk on the phone. i've never know how to put it in words...but you did very well. ps. you have a laundry ROOM?
ah yes. This sounds all too familiar, but i've found something that kind of works about half the time. That's better then nothing, right? Before you make the phone call you say something like this: ATTENTION EVERYONE! I am about to make an important phone call (here you could insert WHO you're calling for Parker's sake). I need you all to play quietly and happily while I'm on the phone for a few minutes. Then suggest some super cool things they could do for fun and be sure to make them sound totally awesome. Here's the key and I don't know if it would work for Parker as well as it does for Maggie - you'd have to decide. I say, "Maggie. You're in charge of keeping everyone busy and happy." She loves the "you're in charge" part, so she sets to work being recreation director. It usually works. Somehow making the official announcement that I'm going to be on the fun makes things much less crazy. Sometimes I insert something like, "Don't come and interrupt me unless someone's bleeding or dead." Then they know I mean business. Good luck, monster mama.
Sounds exactly like my life! I'm not a fan of the phone in the first place (read: it's basically at phobia levels), but the kids make it even worse. I have to make a ton of phone calls for my calling, and it's not pretty. I break out in a sweat and start threatening the children with all sorts of punishments, including changing their little brother's poopy diapers, and then I get on the phone and put on my "sweet" voice and pretend everything is, in the words of Monica Geller, BREEZY.
It seems to me I remember reading somewhere a long time ago a rather lengthy essay titled "My Dad and the darn Phone". I could be dreaming, but I think...
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you've got a cute little blog over here...
and yeah. i'm already so weird on the phone, just wait until i add a few kids to the mix...
I usually use my closet. You see, the clothes tend to be sort of a sound barrier. Try it.
But for sure you are not the only one.
I have been there.
Exactly right there!!
Promise.
I can only imagine what it is like when you have four little ones...I can't even talk with one! P.S. Your headband is so cool!
I would not mind if someone told me a relative died through a text. Talking on the phone is so 2004.
you know i love you, right? and you know i love text message convos with you, but you know how you text me sometimes when i'm driving and so i decide to call you {because that was kind of okay in oprah's no phone zone pledge} but you don't answer and i leave you messages that say things like, "sigh, i was hoping you'd answer... but i'd be silly to think i could be that lucky... call me someday..."
and then, every six months, you really do answer when i call... but i can't hear anything because your children are screaming at top volume for NO REASON AT ALL. and then i wish we could just text some more...
i love you.
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