Dan calls his parents once a week. Every Sunday night he calls them to check in. He is truly faithful about this. He usually remembers after we are both in bed. Then he has to get up to find my phone, which is who knows where. He wont use his if he can avoid it so he has to search for mine. Too bad for him that I never know where it is right then. It is Sunday after all. Entire life schedules change on Sunday. Plus also I always put my phone on silent at church and then mostly forget to turn it back on again. So that's why nobody can get a hold of me on Sunday afternoons. But anyway, we are already tucked beneath the sheets and he turns to me and asks where my phone is. I tell him to check the van. Mostly I think that its funny to make him go out there, but probably that's where I left it after driving home from church. After he finds my phone I listen to a one sided conversation, which I'm not allowed to interject in. After that Dan gives me the rundown on family news.
This happens once a week. Every week.
Sometimes Dan doesn't tell the same stories I would tell about our week. For example he didn't tell his parents about what happened at church yesterday. We were listening to talks and Lee was being crazy because he had gotten up late and had little breakfast. I figured not a big deal, I would just pack something for him to eat in the foyer. I forgot. He was crazy. Screaming to go to the foyer then crying for Daddy back in the chapel. I had brought him back in to the chapel the third time. As he sat on the floor I noticed a small yellow leaf on the ground. It is the compound type of leaf that grow in tiny rows that we have on the trees in our church parking lot. They have already turned a lovely eye catching yellow. In an attempt to keep him quiet and still for the talk on reverence in our worship I put the small leaf on his nose. He was enthralled that it just sat there and so did he. For quite some time. But then it fell as leaves are wont to do. He quickly picked it up to put it back in place, but missed. He shoved the thing right up his nose. Further than even his fingers could reach. So Dan had to leave church and take him home to extract the leaf. After church every time someone looked at him he would shove his little finger up there to tell us about his exciting adventure. I'm still not convinced he got it out since Dan says he never actually saw the leaf. It was small, but not small enough to miss. My thought on this is that at least it is a leaf and not an eraser or something that could stay there for decades. A leaf might somehow get goopy and slip out later.
The End.
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Who would stick am eraser up their nose?
I know right?
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