Dialing Daddy

Stella misses her Daddy.

She asks every day to call him on the "phone-o".

One night she crawled up on the couch with the phone, laid back and asked to call daddy.

I dialed (or touch-screened I guess we should say these days) him.

She was so happy to see his picture on the phone.  He answered, thank goodness.

And she just laid there and chatted with him for quite some time.

I can just see her as a teenager, laying on the couch, talking or texting.

But, sadly enough, it probably won't be to her Daddy.

{And happy enough, once this post is published, she will be having fun with her Daddy in Florida}