Incommunicado

I arranged for Oma to pick Henry up from his first day of kindergarten, and both Josh and I had instructed Henry to call us as soon as school was out to tell us all about it. When Henry got into the car, he asked Oma for her cell phone, flipped it open, and dialed Josh's number (I lost the coin toss, apparently). Oma heard Henry talking in a very business-like tone: "Yeah, Dad. School was good. I don't like recess. I'll talk to you later. 'Bye." From the brevity of the conversation, Oma gathered that Henry had gotten Josh's voicemail, and she asked, "So, is Dad incommunicado?" Henry said, "Well, if that means he can't communicate with us right now, then, yes." Kindergarten-schmindergarten - bring on the SAT's!