DeLappenings: When A Toddler Takes Over Your Phone

I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that my phone isn't really mine anymore.

But that's A-okay.

Because at least Chica is kind enough to "loan" it to me without (usually) pitching a fit when I tell her I need to make a call. Gracious, huh? Only because she's learned that if she behaves, I'll give it back.

And you know, I can't really complain too much about her interest in it when she's playing educational games-mastering puzzles, flash cards, letter associations, and, sure, some purely entertaining games, too. Hard to get upset when she's learning so much from it.

My only fear: she's learning a bit too much.

Like yesterday, when she learned how to put a filter on photos in my album.

This was the original coloring (cropped in a bit) of a pic from last weekend:

(Cutest pic ever--am I right, or am I right??)

And this is the filter she gave it (and saved over the original, I might add):

Gotta say--nice retro effect. Totally appropriate for the merry-go-round setting. Good eye, good eye, kid.

I might just have to save my pics on my hard drive more often (since I've angered the elusive cloud and it doesn't backup my photos anymore--ha).

Beyond altering my pics, she's slso started saving screenshots from one of her games, too. Toca Boca Hair Salon. So now I'm frequently treated to images like this...