My cell phone buzzed. Home flashed on the caller ID, and even though I was in the library I took the call.
Yeah, I whispered. I'm in the library.
And then came those words every wife dreads: How do you get ink out?
Visions of black marker danced in my head, Oh no. What happened?
The bed. She got Ty's new bed.
Yes, I caught her writing her name in ball point ink on one of the panels. I thought it was too quiet.
I couldn't help myself, I had to laugh a little. Mr. O sent her to bed directly.
When I asked her about it later and wanted to know why she'd thought to place her name on Tyler's bed, she matter-of-factly replied, I was just letting everyone know that this is Ellie's bed for Tyler.
Makes total sense and I have to admit I'm a little proud at her letter formation (after all, she's only four). The girl can write.