The phone rang while Faelan was napping, and he woke up to say "Ringing." He blinked a couple of times, then said, "phone." He half sat up. "Mommy talk!" Then he fell back to sleep.
Half an hour later, it rang again, and this time he opened his eyes and shouted "Oh no! Oh no! Phone ringing! Mommy phone!" (Meaning my cell phone.)
"Should I answer it?" I asked.
"Yeah!" he said sleepily, with a look of relief.
"How about some more milk?" I asked, hoping that he would drift off to sleep again. He burst into tears and mumbled something about being carried. "Do you want me to carry you to answer the phone?" Tearfully, he nodded, so away we went. Then he was fine.
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