Oops.

Today Adam and I accidentally took each others phones.

Taking the opposite phone is not like romantically swapping ipods to see if you have compatible music tastes and are destined to be together. It's just plain annoying. And kinda surreal when you see "new text from lori!" and you're lori. It's like God or your subconscious is texting you or something totally weird happening to you like an out of body experience. Not like I have had any of those...recently.

But, it's only a day, right?

That's until I dropped his phone while trying to snap a pic of our cutie pie kids to send him. And I didn't have time to open it again b/c the evening was hell on wheels with cutie pie kid one disintegrating into a hot mess of emotions and pee. And then husband opened phone to find that his screen no longer works b/c wife dropped it. And wife had to be honest and admit that she dropped the phone, which hadn't seemed like a bad drop at the time but now phone was broken. Oops.

At least we got phone insurance this time.