Boy, there’s nothing freakier than an unexpected noise when you’re alone in the house. I’m talking about the ghost in the toy room that decided to make my son’s toy cell phone ring. As I said in an email to some friends, “Should I answer it?”
Now Junior uses this phone to call “his boss” who he pretends is asking him to do work stuff, etc. You know, imitating daddy. So of course his dad replied to my email and said “You should answer it…maybe Junior’s boss is going to offer you a job!”
Ahhh, I would but I don’t want to get paid in invisible money. (Is there enough invisible stuff in my life already? Although my invisible daughter-in-law Julia has been strangely silent the past couple of weeks.)
