So, while I was reaquainting myself with politics
My two-year old, after drawing all over the TV screen with crayon, managed to hit some combination of buttons that has left me with a purple screen I can’t get rid of. No picture. Just what looks like a super close-up of Barney’s hind quarters. Or maybe Smurf porn.
Wife is out of town on business, and while I was attempting to address the TV issue, the boy pulled down a gate and got into the powder room, which is now coated in soft soap and toilet paper that’s been introduced to soft soap. In fact, while I’m writing this, I just heard the TV sound shut off —