Pretend Phone Calls

Over the Thanksgiving holiday, we had two surprising, sweet (oh, and pretend) phone calls that I wanted to be sure to post here.

Last Wednesday night, I went to coffee with two good friends. Jake wasn't up to going out, so he and Jake hung out at home. Jake decided to "answer the phone." It wasn't ringing, but you know, he's funny about the phone. Like most kids, I hear. If you want him to talk to someone, he won't. If there's no one to talk to, he's full of things to say to them...

So, Jake answered the phone. He talked for a few minutes. He said, "Ok, bye."

Then he turned to Ike. "Daddy, that was Papa [Ike's dad]. He said to tell you he loves you."

I have tears in my eyes just writing it. It's great that Jake can see the love in his family...

Second phone call: Saturday night, Jake and I went to Tanglewood's Festival of Lights (if you go to the link, click to view photos--it shows some of the best highlights) with my parents and sister. Ike stayed home to have some much-deserved alone time (during which he was apparently bored and overwhelmed with too much time...). We didn't get home until about 11pm, so we put Jake straight to bed.

Ike and I tucked him in, and as Ike kissed him goodnight, he told Jake that Santa had called while we were out. Jake's eyes got big and he asked what Santa said.

Ike: "He asked if you've been a good boy this year."
Jake: "..." (What can any kid say to that? Daddy could've really messed things up for Jake's Christmas plans here...)
Ike: "I told him you've been a great boy."

Jake smiled and went to sleep. Later when I came to bed, he woke up long enough to tell me about the phone call too.

Sweet...