I was sick yesterday so Tim took a sick day and worked from home and watched the boys so I could rest up and try and kick my cold before it got any worse.
Michael was having a particularly naughty day. Patrick was needing constant attention. Sometime during Tim’s chaotic morning, “Patrick James Shannon!” took my phone and threw it in Lucy’s water dish.
Splashes, giggles and “Patrick James Shannon!” were all I could hear upstairs.
A few minutes later Tim came up stairs and reported that PJ threw my phone in the dog water bowl and I was not to turn it on for at least a day in hopes that it would dry out and not fry the phone.
So… my phone is off. If you need to get a hold of us call Tim or email.