Who's Your Daddy?

You know I haven't been around much- except to post my Bible study and make a few comments on some other blogs. I really need to do better about blogging, but I can't seem to get any momentum going.

I do have to share a sweet story from today. Scott was at my house doing some work (he doesn't have high speed internet at his house, so he was glomming on my wireless) when Savannah's cell phone rang. Actually, he said the house phone rang, then her phone. He looked at it- it was an 800 number. Since this is the phone her father used to have, she occasionally gets phone calls that were meant for him.

Well, Scott answers it and sure enough, they asked for James. In his sternest voice (at least this is how he told it to me) he tells the person that this is Savannah's phone, and she is his daughter, and they're trying to reach her step-father, and they don't need to be using this phone to do so! They assured him that her number would be removed from their database.

My reaction was- well, pretty close to the truth. He's done more for her in the last 9 months than her father has done in 9 years. She thought it was great because she is tired of getting calls meant for her father. I did thank Scott for all he means to us- he is filling a void that we all felt. He said that he gets a lot out of things, too.

So all is good here!