I hear this coming out of the playroom yesterday. My three year old can't find his cell phone? Funny thing is that this is normal conversation between Jeff & me most days. Usually I just end up calling mine to find its mysterious locations.
Daddy: How old is daddy?
Daddy: How old are you & Noah?
Carter: Noah's 5 and I'm 3! (Holding up the appropriate fingers)
Daddy: How old is mommy?
Carter: Young and beautiful : )
Carter has a play cell phone and Daddy has been teaching him his cell number and amazingly Carter has memorized it!
Yesterday Carter asks me if I have a cell phone, too. I said yes and asked if he'd like to learn my number, too. He flips open his play phone and says, "but mommy, there is no 'young and beautiful' on my cell phone!"