Background: Me standing on the counter top of Nick's bathroom sink painting an airplane....teetering on tippy-toes 'cuz I have vertical accessibility issues...Nick laying on the bathroom rug staring at the ceiling pestering me to finish the plane and start the clouds on the ceiling.
Nick: Mom- be careful! You're going to fall and I don't want you to get hurt.
Me: I'm not going to fall but thank you.
(Thinking to myself 'perfect opportunity for a 911 refresher')
Me: Do you know what to do if I fall and can't get up or if you see someone sleeping and they don't wake up?
Nick: I call 9 1 1.
Me: Good. Do you know your address?
Nick. Yes. It's (includes hand signs) THE 3 O 5...
Me: ....where did you learn that nonsense? Did Tia Nicole teach you that?
Nick: I saw it on my TV when I was 4 years old.
(Note: when Nick refers to memories, he includes 'when I was
Me: TV is bad. It rots your brain. 3 ZERO 5 is our area code but it's not our address. Our address is XXXXXXXXXXX.
Time lapse: 5 minutes, practicing address
Nick: Mom- if I call 9 1 1, do I get a medal like that kid on TV?