Meet the remote control.
This morning, it took a swan dive off the second floor balcony. The picture is crooked because it is crooked... and broken.
Andrew is the reason behind the broken remote control. For some odd reason, he thought it would be good to throw it off of the balcony. And in that moment of defiance, he destroyed the only way we can turn on the light in the master bedroom.
He also found himself in time out and not able to use any remote control in the house for a few days. No opening the garage doors, no turning on music in the family room, nothing.
Being a toddler can be rough sometimes.
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