I forgot to mention it here but one day last week at around 5:30pm all 4 of us were on the couch when Miles grabbed my phone (which I swear was locked) and pressed a button that dialed 911. I was like omg and quickly hung up. I got a voicemail right afterwards saying call us back right away so I did and told them what happened and the person on the phone said that was fine. So anyways, I then took the kids with me to go get a pizza. My phone rang when I was halfway there and usually I wouldn't pick it up while driving but I did this time. It was the police. They asked me if I was ok and I had to explain the whole story again but the person on the phone was like, "are u ok? We have a recording of someone saying 'you can't have her'" to which I was like wtf cuz I am the only "her" in the household so that makes no sense. The only thing I could think of is us telling Cody no he couldn't have a snack before dinner. I told her that didn't make any sense and she said that's what the recording says. She tells me I need to come home right away so they can talk to me. I said "oooook" and she's like "I mean it. Right now!"
So I drive home and there's a cop in the house talking to my husband and another one pulls up behind me and starts questioning me and looking at the kids as soon as I got out. I had to explain the story and give all of my information again. I was thinking this is ridiculous! My baby dialed 911. Wtf. So then they said our stories matched and they just had to make sure everything was ok. I was just nervous the whole time that we were going to get a fine or something. And slightly annoyed but whatever. And that is my crazy life lol.
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