Voicemail

As you already know, having a child changes everything in your life. And raising a toddler really changes everything in your life. My sister, Laura, is [un]lucky enough to be raising two toddlers at once (twin boys. I pray for her every day).

Even minor, day-to-day tasks, like leaving a message on your sister's voicemail, can be an ordeal that has you succumbing to your child's every whim against your better judgment in an effort to put a cap on the whining. I posted this because it made me laugh out loud when I listened to it (and we all know as moms that we're laughing only because it's not us.  If it were happening to us, we'd be yelling and grabbing the chocolate).

So here it is. Verbatim.

Laura: Hey Vanes, it’s Lor, ummm...

Leo: [in a pleading voice] I want to talk.

Laura: Well, we’re leaving a message, O.k.?

Leo: Hi, Auntie Jenn!

Laura: Auntie Nessa.

Leo: Hi, Auntie Nessa!

Laura: And Ry Ry.

Leo: Hi, Ry Ry!

Laura: And Uncle Joe!

Leo: Hi, Uncle Joe!

Laura: And, call me back!

Leo: Call me back!

Laura: It’s Leo.

Leo: It’s Leo.

Laura: O.k., let me talk. [*clicking* as phone switches hands]  O.k., so, umm... [Laura proceeds to leave real message]  

Leo: [emphatically in the background] I want to talk..I want to talk....I want to talk to Jenn & Beana!

Laura: (whispering) No, Jenn & Beana are not there, this is Auntie Nessa’s house.

Leo: I want to talk.

Laura: Well, we’re just leaving a message. [fast *click* as phone switches hands]

Leo: Hi. [silence]

Laura: We’re just leaving a message, she’s not there.

Leo: What? Oh. Auntie Jenn coming? Aah booo (unrecognizable words in exhuberant voice)....  call me back.... oh yeah, ummm...

Laura: Ok, C’mon!

Leo: Call me back.  Call me....[Leo giggling, then click].