We were all in the garage today, getting ready for a bike ride, when the phone rang. There is an old green corded phone hanging on the wall of the garage, and I told Dawson to run and grab it. I heard him pick it up, and then saw him dancing around with the receiver. He was all panicked, looking at the phone, and started yelling, "What do I push to talk?"
It never occurred to me that he might not have any experience with a non-cordless phone. Man, do I feel old.
5 years ago
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