That's what C said this morning as I placed my sweatshirt and my cell phone on the bench at the playground in the park.

I was delighted that, of all the people C knows, that she picked my sister, Aunt Sherry, to *want* to call on my cellphone.

I told C that Aunt Sherry was in heaven watching us play, and that she didn't need a call.

But it was wonderful that she (C) wanted to call her!