Is this what it feels like to have a teenager?

Last week while we gathered for family prayer, D called out for Davis to come upstairs.  After no reply from Davis, D began the prayer because he had to catch a flight.  No sooner had he begun, when his cell phone rang, with the ring that indicated a call from the home phone. . . . who could be calling from the house?  Oh yes, it was Davis, calling to let us know he was still tying his shoes and wouldn't be able to make it to family prayer today.