When I was in the bathroom getting ready for work this morning, an unmistakable “BEEP-BOOP-BEEP” sound drifted in from the bedroom. I didn’t think much of it at first; after all, the tones accompanying the pressing of a cell phone keypad are commonplace, even first thing in the morning (knowing Jaclyn). But this…started to seem excessive. After about a dozen tones, I started to get a little suspicious. What the hell country was Jaclyn trying to call?
I came out of the bathroom to investigate, only to find Miles on the bed, Jaclyn’s cell phone in hand:
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 