by Craig Dickson

Created on: April 23, 2008   Last Updated: June 11, 2008

Remotely Thanks Giving.

"Jessie are you sure you don't know where the TV remote is, Bob asked her for the hundredth time, it was sitting here on the coffee table this afternoon."

Bob's eldest daughter Jessie was quietly watching her favorite TV program. She looked up, scrunched up her face, shrugged her shoulders and turned back to the TV.

Ester, her baby sister, who had been sitting next to her looking like she wanted to get into some mischief, was now heading towards her father's cell phone that was lying on the low coffee table next to his chair.

She was at the age where everything in her path was fair game. She had developed the skill of banishing any item small enough for her to grasp to the nearest black hole.
She managed to get the cell phone down onto the floor but her little hands couldn't get a grip on it. Her next trick was to see if it fitted into her mouth.

Bob managed to rescue his cell phone before it was covered in baby slobber. He placed it on top of the tall cabinet beside his chair out of Esters reach. It was something he did without consciously realizing it; He had in fact spent most of his day putting things up out of her way.

Over the other side of the room curled up in her basket, Buttons the family pet lazily lifted both of her little ears and half opened one eye to see what the commotion was about. Apparently it was nothing that concerned her so she returned to her previous task of resting, it had been a busy day for her.

Right at that moment the door opened and Jenny walked in. Jessie excited to see her mother jumped up and ran over to her giving her a big welcome home hug.

Baby Ester, deprived of her prize sat down, her short attention span now gone from the cell phone and focused and the door opening. At the sight of her mother at the door she squealed with delight.

"I swear Jenny" Bob said. "Ester is going to be the death of me; I never realized how much work she is". The household was always a shambles when she was away, and today was no exception. It was Thanks Giving Tomorrow and they were expecting friends around for dinner.

"How was your trip sweetheart" Bob asked. Almost tripping over Buttons who had rushed up to greet her master. She yapped loudly several times and jumped up wagging her tail wanting instant attention as all little house dogs do.

"Oh, it was OK, I guess Glad I don't do it very often."
"Looks like you handled thing OK here, no major disasters?"
"Oh hello Buttons darling" Jenny bent down to give her excited pet the attention

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