"911 state your emergency"

So, Rosa called 911 this morning.  I was making a breakfast sandwich for Emmy, who had already eaten a whole banana and an ENTIRE package of yogurt melts.  I knew Rosa had the phone and was happily pushing buttons and babbling when I heard someone speak back to her.  At first I thought she had somehow dialed some sort of customer service, so I didn't hurry over (hey, they waste a lot of my time so...) but, then I heard a very serious voice asking my 13 month old to STATE YOUR EMERGENCY.  Yikes.  It took at least 5 different questions to assure this fellow that we were in fact fine.  I figure we were just a few minutes away from a police visit. Good morning indeed.

Yes officer, that's the one.