at the dinner table, 5:54 PM

Me: Stephen’s calling…

 

 

(after I finish the call)

 

Dad: Hey, how did you get his photo to show up when he calls? I want that.

 

Mom: Yeah, me too…

 

Me: I just created a folder with photos of you guys and synced it to my phone. Then I assigned each photo to a contact. This one’s yours.

 

 

Dad: I’m a pumpkin?!

 

Me: It makes me think of you. And this one’s Mom’s.

 

 

Me: I even have one for Hannah.

 

 

Dad: So everyone get’s nice pictures, and I’m a pumpkin.

 

Me: It reminds me of you, and I smile whenever you call or send me an e-mail.

 

Mom: Awwwwwww.

 

Me: Anyway, Lexi just got of six straight days of work so they’re going to lay low at her apartment tonight.

 

 

Me: You realize what this means, though, don’t you? We don’t have to save dinner for them.

 

Dad: Who wants another chunk of meat?

 

Hannah: Heck YES!