So - I'm on my cell listening to someone from work. I have a hard time understanding people over the cell phone as it is when I am NOT distracted... let alone when I have kids walking around my bedroom asking me questions.
As I'm on the phone, one of Zach's friends calls my cell. Zach still doesn't have his cell, so now I am the conduit.
Zach walks into the bedroom.
Zach: Mom, when are you leaving?
Me: (mouthing) I am on the phone.
Me: (mouthing) Carter called.
Zach: What? Where is my cell.
Me: (mouthing) I don't know. He called my cell - call him back.
Zach: But I don't have my cell.
Oh my God.
Me: (mouthing) Call him back. (I point to our regular land line).
Zach: But do you know where my cell phone is?
Me: (I give him my angry face - like ask me one more time and you'll NEVER see your damn cell phone again).
Ethan walks in, in his underwear - of course.
Ethan: Hi mom!
I point to the phone.
Ethan: Can you help me get dressed?
I nod yes.
Ethan then wanders into my bathroom - never a good thing.
A few moments later he is in the doorway and says...
Ethan: Uhmm... mom? I sneezed.
I look at him like - okay. And? I am still trying to understand what the person on the cell is saying to me.
Ethan: I got boogers all over your shower.
I give him a "you've got to be kidding me look."
I cover the cell with my hand.
Me: Clean it up.
About 10 second later...
Ethan: (holding up a piece of toilet paper with the biggest, grossest looking booger I've seen in a long time) I cleaned it up Mom!
He admires it.
Ethan: It's weewy big - and it's got red in it!