~first real phone call~

This call wasn't like the usual talking to Grandaddy, Nana, or Aunt Leann in Florida. It wasn't like talking to G'ma in Salem, or the cousins in Seattle.
This was the first real phone call with a friend.
Talking just to talk. Shooting the breeze.
I told Nate that in order to be a phone calling kid, he had to have good manners.
"Hello, Mrs. H, this is Nate. Can I please speak with Erik?"
They didn't talk for very long, but it sure made an impression.
Cute.