I've resorted to letting Caroline play with my phone daily. It's either that or the keys, but the phone is always more entertaining for her. And when I'm trying to finish filling our grocery cart, eat a quick bite of food, or put something on besides yoga pants (my daily SAHM wardrobe) I hand her most coveted treasure over in a second.
This morning I handed her my phone so I could eat breakfast and 5 minutes later she'd created a Pinterest board and even thought to include a workout pin for me. Very interesting title choice she typed. Perhaps she's thinking I'm just ok or huh, and need to work out more? Caroline, my little love, keeping up with you is quite enough work out for me most days.
So if I follow and unfollow you 12 times in a row on Instagram, text you something along the lines of "9 kshtiese8yhsdu e8w08w439ifjdij 937r 9eufdf u9e4uf8u fefewf 43 t", or call you and leave a voicemail with heavy breathing and Yo Gabba Gabba in the background you'll know who is responsible - that very adorable and very short little smart phone junkie that lives in our house.