Remember the other day when we had the blackout where I was freaking out and Isabelle slept through (I assume since I couldn’t see her in the dark). Well, I couldn’t call Alan because I needed a new cell phone. Why did I need a new cell phone? Because my old phone isn’t working. It’s water damaged. How? THE BABY.
I knew better. Alan repeatedly told me not to let Isabelle play with my phone. Isn’t that a big fat I told you so?