9-1-1

On Sunday night we went over to visit family so that Melly could see Grandma Houser for a bit (grandpa works nights so he was sleeping). She had some computer problems so Peter was helping her fix things. Melly was getting into everything so Grandma decided to hold her on her lap and to keep her from playing on the keyboard she gave her the cordless phone. After a while she got bored of the phone and dropped it on the floor. Shortly after I got bored too and took Melly upstairs to play with the cousins. A few minutes later I noticed a cop pull up to the house. Melly and I went outside to greet him. He asked if everything was okay, apparently they received an abandoned 911 call from this address. And the only one who had used the phone in the last hour? You guessed it, Melly. My nephew Colton, in only his boxers, went downstairs to tell Peter and Grandma that Melly was in trouble with the cops. Later that evening Keith (my brother) decided to put his math skills to work and began to calculate the probability of her dialing 911 consecutively. But we got stuck not knowing if the numbers had to be consecutive. Either way it was kind of embarrassing for me and Melly. The cop said not to worry about it that his kids do it all the time. No more phone time for Melly