It is Thursday, 8:24 am, and there is poop on my SIM card. Not mine. Not my poop, I mean.
It all happened really fast. Why do I give him my phone to play with? But it worked to keep him still while I changed his diaper just now. And in a flash, he dismantled my phone whilst I was removing his diaper, and with a grin and a twist and I-don't-know-exactly-what, he managed to apply poop to the SIM card and battery, and fling them under the tv hutch.
And that is where they may stay for a while until I figure out my next move.
Good morning.
nellie
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