a sneaky one, that sarah

It got awfully quiet this morning while I was feeding Zach some breakfast. Quiet around here indicates trouble of the Sarah variety, so I went to hunt her down. I found her hiding in my closet (with the doors closed so I wouldn't notice, of course) talking on my phone to Grandma Vawdrey at 8:30 (6:30 Utah time) in the morning. It used to be so cute that she knows their phone number without any assistance from me. Not so cute anymore. I've been hiding the phone in high places for days, and now I know the top of my dresser is no longer a good phone hiding place. I think Grandma may have been a bit suspicious of the call as well when the first words out of Sarah's mouth were, "It's really bumpy in here. Mom has too many shoes. If she stopped buying so many shoes, she could buy more stuff for me." Hmmmm--could this unauthorized phone call be taking place from a secret hiding place called a closet?!? Sneaky little stinker!!!