Busted!

Little Miss isn’t supposed to watch TV.

But good Lordy, does she love the remote.

I mean, seriously.

It doesn’t even DO anything when the TV isn’t on.

We have WAY cooler toys that also have buttons, but play music and light up or move when you press them, too. 

But she is FASCINATED with the remote, and would crawl over hot coals…or {at most} a six-inch high barrier in order to reach it.

So weird.

She also LOVES Michael’s Blackberry, even though he locks it and she can’t do anything with it.  We have a sweet little routine where I get up with Lily every morning, and Michael sleeps in. 

Hmm…okay, so that’s not really the sweet part, but never you mind.

Anyway, after I feed Lily, we go wake up Michael, and she gets to play with his phone while we all sit in the bed for a few minutes to say hello. 

Lily loves to take Michael’s phone, and wave it around in the air (after a good nibble, of course).  Now, when you say, “Bam!” she will also throw it on the bed.

It’s called “bamming” something when you throw it down, didn’t you know?  {Not to be confused with “bang,” which is when you hit it on the ground without letting go.  Got it?}

Not a very useful or practical trick, but it’s entertaining nonetheless because she always looks so proud of herself.

In sum, we have been teaching our daughter to throw cell phones for laughs. 

What could possibly go wrong?