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Leave a message

Now that my son can speak somewhat coherently, I have become one of those obnoxious moms who has my kid do the answering machine message. I never thought it was that annoying, but apparently this ranks high up on the list of annoying things parents do.

The former message sounded very young. I had to show those calling that my son has grown some.

I stood him next to the machine and explained what we were about to do.

"We are going to record a new message. Now I want you to say..." as I rambled off the simple message I envisioned. He is older now. This surely wouldn't take more than one or two tries, would it?

I hit the button, the beep sounded, and my son started talking.

I had to pick myself up off the floor from laughing to push the red stop button.

This did not bode well for getting a message recorded and of course the old one was now gone. I called AB in to listen as I hit play."

"Hi, Poona Head! I am leaving a message for you, so listen to me! I love you Grandma and Grandpa and Aunt Tara and ..." he went on to list every close acquaintance and ended with, "see you soon, baboon!"

Of course the fact that he had made me laugh meant that getting a real and acceptable message recorded was going to take serious work.

There was the one where he pretended to be Shrek "whatcha doin' in my swamp?," the one where he pretended to be Spiderman, the one he said, "Goo goo gah gah" over and over, the one he sang to, the one he repeated, "Hello, Grandma? Is it you?" over and over.

Finally a little bribery earned me "You've reached the Carman family, please leave a message!"

Amazing what a bag of fruit snacks can accomplish.

(Now is your turn ... share with me a funny story from your kid and be entered to win a Land's End diaper bag! Enter by April 10th!)