Greek Introduction: Baby in a Backpack - Day 11

My mother-in-law was playing with Troy today, and she thought it would be a good idea to let him play with her phone. At first he was just tapping on the screen, but at some point, she took her eyes off of him, and he opened the phone app and dialed the emergency services phone number for Cyprus. When the operator picked up, she asked, “What’s your emergency?” To which Troy replied, “Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!” The operator responded with, “I’m sorry, sir, I don’t understand. Please explain your emergency.” To which Troy replied, “Da da ba bi bi ba ba di di.” Followed by a wet juicy, “Splllllllttttt!” And then he hung up. My mother-in-law then received a text alert that her long distance emergency call just cost her five Euros. I can only imagine what the operator must have thought, and I wonder if they’re trained to communicate with callers of all ages, including eight-month olds.

This evening, when my wife brought up the laundry, she set the basket aside. When my mother-in-law came in, she decided to put Troy in it and drag him around the room. When she got tired, I picked up the basket and started flying around the room with it like he was in a roller coaster. Troy grabbed onto the sides with both hands and squealed with delight as we banked, dipped, and soared. If I tried to set him down, then he moaned until I picked him back up again. It’s amazing how much fun you can have for free with a simple household item and some imagination.