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So, yesterday afternoon, I went and babysat my friend's two young boys. They were asleep for the first couple of hours after I arrived, so I chilled out reading a book.
I had a moment to freak out very slightly when I went to collect the younger one from his cot. See, the boys have these special clocks in their rooms, to tell them whether, if they wake up, it's time to get up, or they should go back to sleep. The faces light up softly with a picture of a sun if it's time to get up.
The one in the fifteen-month-old's room was in his cot, with the cord going around his neck.
This didn't panic me outright only because the baby was awake and greeting me. However, naturally, I made a firm mental note to tell his mother because seriously.
And yet, by the time she came home, an hour or so later, I had completely forgotten. Until this morning, when a line I read on the internet made me go: oh hmm that reminds me of something what was it OH YEAH [baby] nearly strangled himself how did I not tell his mother.
So I immediately phoned his mother, so I would definitely have told her before I forgot again.
She mentioned where she puts the clock, which, coincidentally, was pretty much where I put it when I took him out of the cot, so she wouldn't have picked up on things being wildly amiss. She was surprised he could reach it from his cot, at all. So am I, actually, but apparently he can, so she really needed to know that.
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