A 2 Year Old & An iPhone

So I frequently make it a habit to listen to sports talk radio in the mornings as I get ready for work (much to Maria's chagrin) on my handy-dandy-can't-put-it-down (even more to Maria's chagrin) iPhone.  The other morning I was brushing my teeth when Ayda walked in to the bathroom, said "Hi, Da-ey," proceeded to pick up my phone, perform the 'slide to open' function and flip through the apps until she found something that looked sufficiently interesting.  After wriggling herself onto the toilet, she continued playing and said, "Tell me a story about when you were a boy."  I thought for a second and said, "Well, when I was two I used to run around with Grandma's green plastic bowl on my head and fill my toy truck with cottage cheese."  She laughed and said, "Oh Da-ey, you're silly!" My how things have changed.