TEXTcapades

Text from Leo at 2:10pm this afternoon:
"Heather. What is going on? Beau just called me and he is sending me blank text messages. Answer the phone."

I was over at my mom's house and had put Beau down for his nap in the middle of her king size bed. He was out cold and I barricaded him with pillows so he wouldn't roll off. Thus is our routine when we are over there for nap time.

Anyway, all is well for about an hour when I hear him call out. I go into the bedroom and Beau is not in the bed, but walking around with my cell phone, which I had left on the dresser. Turns out for the past 20 minutes Beau had been catching up on my correspondence. 13 text messages total to random recipients in my phone book and actual calls to Leo, my voice mail, and my hair salon. (Come to think of it, I have been meaning to make an appointment...) Poor Leo was terrified that I had passed out (in a food coma, no doubt) and our sweet little angel Beau was calling to let him know.

No. He was just calling to chat. He'll text ya later.