Last year, a lot of my friends got married, so many of them now have kids. Last night, I received three consecutive calls on iPhone with no voicemail.
When I woke up this morning I immediately sent a text message to this friend just to check in and make sure everything was ok.
The text I received back was just, "Oh sorry, the baby called you last night."
This of course is a huge throw back to the undergrad days when I would wake up to three or four missed calls and a couple voicemails from drunk friends. There was something annoying yet endearing about those calls and now, with the kids, it's almost the same thing.
I'm intrigued that no one else has coined the phrase "diaper dials". (I did a quick search, but all I came up with were some references to baby monitors and babies used as sundials.)
But it is actually pretty awesome that babies can actually dial numbers. Especially mine! That baby has to scroll through to the "E's" in the contacts and then hit "send" or whatever. I can't help but wonder how advanced these babies are going to be when they grow up, I mean, after all, the most advanced technology I could use as a kid was a hippo piano.
Anyone else have any good diaper dial stories?
*note: updated 3/6 at suggestion of 4141 (see comments) Thanks!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Why not call it "diaper dialing"? It keeps the alliteration of "drunk dialing" that perhaps plays a role (alongside its frequency) in keeping it in our daily lexicon.
LOVE it!
I've made the changes. PERFECT.
Note: I received a call presumably from a diaper bag/purse the other day. Sigh.
Post a Comment