Hello? Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is mommy near the phone? No, daddy. Shes upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul. After a brief pause, daddy say but honey you don’t have an Uncle Paul. Oh yes I do, & he’s upstairs in the room with mommy right now. Brief pause. Uh ok then I want you to put the phone down & run upstairs & knock on the door & shout to mommy that daddy’s car just pulled up. Ok daddy just a min.

A few min later the lil girl comes back to the phone. I did it daddy. And what happened honey? Well mommy got mommy that daddy’s car just pulled up. Ok daddy just a min. A few min later the lil girl comes back to the phone. I did it daddy. And what happened honey? Well mommy got scared, jumped outta bed naked & ran round screamin then tripped on the rug, hit her head on the dresser & now she isn’t movin at all! OMG!!!

What about your Uncle Paul? He jumped outta the back window into the pool. But I guess he didn’t know you took out the water last week to clean it. He hit the bottom of it & I think hes dead! Real long pause! Then daddy says, swimming pool? Is this 486-5732? Lil girl says No I think you have the wrong number.

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Hello, Honey?” — This Hilarious Phone Call

My husband was on a business trip, but at 8 PM, I heard a knock and his voice: “I’m home!” I was about to open the door when my 6-year-old daughter grabbed my shirt and whispered something that froze my blood: “Mommy… that is NOT Daddy’s voice. Daddy doesn’t sound like that. We have to hide NOW!”

“Dad, is Mommy screaming outside the door? Is she in pain?” a six-year-old son texted his father while he was on a business trip. He asked him to hold the phone to the door, and a few seconds later he called the police.

She Called Me Daddy For A Decade, But One Text Changed Everything

I Overheard My 5-Year-Old Daughter Whispering to Her Teddy Bear, ‘Don’t Worry, Mommy Won’t Be Mad. Daddy Said She’ll Never Find Out’

My phone rang twice in the middle of a budget meeting—then my four-year-old whispered through tears: “Daddy… Kyle hit me with a baseball bat. If I cry, he’ll hurt me more.” A man’s voice roared, “GIVE ME THAT PHONE!” and the line went dead. I was “20 minutes away”. My son was alone. And the only person closer was my brother—who used to fight for a living.