While on the phone to the cable company:
Noella: "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"
Me: "Can you hold on a second sweetie?" *trying to remember the number I needed to push from the electronic promt*
Noella: "Mommy! Mommy!" *slapping my knee and pulling on my pants*
Me: *sighs and hangs up because the prompt has gotten me no where* "What can I do for you babe?"
Noella: "Mommy! I pahted!"
Oh good. She farted.
Now I understand what was so important she couldn't hold on one more minute.