All this commotion

As the phone rang, she answered not giving it the courtesy of a full ring.

With a barely audible voice she sheepishly said “Hello?”

“Ah, hi. Is your daddy around?” The caller asked.

“Yes” She whispered.

“May I speak with him?” He asked patiently.

“No” she replied in hushed tones.

“Ah . . . why not?”

“Because he’s talking to the police.”

“The Police?!” The caller replied startled.

“Mhmm” she replied.

“Well, is Mommy around? Can I talk to her instead?” The caller became worried.

“No, she’s talking to the fireman.”

“The Fireman?!” Now the caller was concerned.

“What happened? Is everything alright?” He asked.

“Mhmm” she replied again then gasped as a loud sound travelled overhead.

“What was that?” He asked startled.

“The hellicoppers” she replied in awe.

“The helicopters?!” He exclaimed. “What is going on over there?”

“The hellicoppers are flying by now.” She squeaked with a touch of glee in her tiny voice.

“Are there any adults around I can talk to?” He asked getting rather impatient and deeply troubled at the commotion in the background.

“Yes, there are policemen, and firemen, and an ambulance, and the neighbours are here too.” She replied with even more delight.

“Well, what happened? Why are there so many people around?” He asked.

“They’re helping Mommy and Daddy look for something.” She replied.

“What are they looking for?”

She giggled. “Me!”


*Borrowed joke



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