Three Minutes Unattended...

While Dylan was plunked in front of the tv watching Dinosaur Train I was in the bedroom getting dressed.  I noticed an absence of sound - that eerie quiet that all mothers recognize as TROUBLE - and came out of the room to investigate.
 
I Someone mistakenly left the cable remote within reach of the toddler; the same toddler who crawled for the first time in order to reach a remote.  So, you can imagine his delight upon discovering the remote just sitting there, practically RIGHT next to him, with all those colorful buttons just waiting to be pushed AND mommy out of sight.  I know exactly how he felt - on our first trip to Vegas I was giddy when I realized you could walk ANYWHERE with an alcoholic drink!

Anyway, this is what I saw on the tv when I walked out to the living room.

My two year old evil genius son figured out how to use the split screen feature using the CABLE remote, not even the tv remote.  Here's the kicker:  his electronics guru daddy didn't even know that it had that feature.  AND, daddy was out of town, so I had to figure out how to get it back to normal if I wanted any kind of sanity.  Plus, I wouldn't want to deprive the child of his educational programming. 

It took me twenty minutes (after the twenty minutes I spent on punching every button combo I could think of), the tv manual, two different remotes, and much yelling to finally fix the damn thing.  All the while I'm listening to the toddler wail "moooooooooommmmmyyyyy, where's dinosaurus?  I want to watch them!  MMMMMMMooooooooommmmmmyyyyyy, where's the choo choo train?  I like it!"