Picture this if you will...
My husband is upstairs in the baby's room playing with the baby.
Emma is in the next room taking a shower.
I am downstairs cleaning the kitchen and folding laundry.
My husband's cell phone rings so I stop what I am doing and run to answer it because it could be someone important (like the President-or our friends Mike and Lori).
It is my husband...
He has called from our house phone upstairs and is wondering when I was planning on taking Emma out of the shower.
No court in the country would convict me.