Morning phone calls from the son

I think that one of the reasons I play on the iPad before bed at night is because I know that my son will be up at seven the next morning, and will go looking for it.

By then, I will be on the road, or having my first cup of morning coffee. He will phone me and ask me where I left the iPad. I’ll tell him where it is and he’ll get it, thank me and hang up.

I leave it in the same spot every time. I think we both know that. I think he could find it without ever phoning me. But  this is part of his morning routine, just like it's part of mine. I like getting the phone call.

I think he likes making it.

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