Dom is something of a worrier and I’m under strict orders never to leave the house without my cell phone. Bella knows now it’s part of my routine whenever we go anywhere. She’s all ready to go, standing by the door and I scurry off to find my shoes, my phone, and a half dozen other things.
Well this morning on the way to the grocery store I had Sophia in the car seat and Bella all ready and checked the diaper bag and didn’t see the phone. thought’s I’d left it by the couch when talking on it last night. Nope that was the night before. It actually was in the diaper bag and I found it on the second search. But the battery was dead and so I plugged it in to recharge and picked up the keys and Sophie and was ready to head out without the useless phone.
But Bella was having none of it. She started sobbing—big tears and running nose, the works. “Cell phone, cell phone!” she cried. You’d have thought we were leaving a precious toy behind.