So I put Owen down for his afternoon nap and went down to the basement for about 20 minutes. When I came back up, I turned on the monitor—and it was all static. Oh great, I thought—the not-very-old monitor died. I fiddled with it a bit, but nothing. So I thought I’d go upstairs and check the handheld monitor—and that one was on the fritz, too…which meant that something had happened to the camera.
So I went to peek in Owen’s room and look for the camera—and it’s not on the dresser. And I had to do a second-take because his penguin humidifier wasn’t on the dresser, either. I had a split-second thought of “Was it there when I put him down?” before I looked down and…saw the camera in the middle of the floor and the humidifier IN TWO PIECES IN HIS CRIB!
Yep, the little shit pulled both of them off the dresser! He was sleeping peacefully so I didn’t worry about it too much—but I am sure the bedding is soaked (because the humidifier was probably half full).
What a kid!