The other day I had K-girl sitting on the bed while I changed clothes. She sat there happily bouncing on my pillows and looking out the window. When I was done, I tossed my robe over her head for a quick game of peekaboo, but heard a funny “clunk”.
I yanked the fuzzy robe off, grinned, and cried, “Peekaboo!” But I was not greeted by K-girl’s usual delighted, two-tooth grin. Instead, I saw a rather puzzled expression that morphed into a pathetic boo boo face with a bottom lip that practically sagged to the floor.
It was only then that I realized I had left my cell phone in the pocket of my robe.