Motorolla Razor

Last night I sat in the rocker and read while the girls ran circles in the living room. I sat a glass of iced tea on a coaster on the coffee table and went to the restroom. I could hear the coffee table being compromised. Me screaming from the bathroom: "HoneyBelle, you get off that table right NOW!" I run back in there, cursing my lapse of foresight thinking that tea will now be spilled everywhere. The glass had not moved. In fact, I could not figure out what was missing, but I knew I had heard her on the table. Then the cell phone rang. Muffled. Coming from HoneyBelle. I looked directly at her face and the only indication that something was in her mouth (my cell phone) was her lips went out square instead of draping down. She had a perfectly square mouth. I lifted a ringing lip and pulled the phone from her mouth. I don't think I will ever forget these antics. She is perfectly beautiful. I wish you could have seen that square mouth ringing!