Breatfast time.....all is well.....kids are laughing and eating. One still lingers at the table. I hear music. I'm thinking, wth. I look around, see nothing out of the ordinary. Then I see this strange arm movement from lingering table child. He apparently had a contraband phone on him. He whipped it out and was playing a dirt bike game, and his score was amazing. Clearly he plays this ALOT. But not on my watch!!!!

I walked over to him, took the phone without saying a word, and put it in his cubical.

This is the infamous phone I hear about from mom. He has a fit at night for this phone. She gives it to him. He plays on it till after 11pm. He is 3.

Helll to the No. Did I mention he is 3.

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