A Tea-Bagged Butt Phone Deserves No More Than Fifty Words

In response to the weekly challenge http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/07/writing-challenge-fifty/ as well as Man of the House asking, “Why don’t you ever blog about moments like these?”

My boy of four is constantly trying to get me to flinch.

“Mom, I’ve got your phone.”

“Okay.”

“Now it’s a butt phone.” (as he rubs it on his butt)

“Gross.”

“Now it’s a weenie phone.” (more rubbing)

…and these are the reasons I only use bluetooth or speaker phone.

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