No harm can be done because it only holds papers and a phonebook. Much to Hannah's delight it is not locked, and she can pull all the papers out and throw them everywhere. Then, lucky me, I get to clean them up and put them back until we play this fun little game again.
Well, today, of course Hannah was in said cabinet and I notice she has pulled out an orange folder and all of its contents. Thinking it must be her older brother's homework I took it away from her and began putting the papers back into the folder.
It wasn't homework.
Paperwork. For a vasectomy. Partially signed.
As if the wonderful folks at Nick Jr. knew how mortified I was, Oswald (a musical blue octopus) burst into a musical number that went "CLIP, CLIP. SNIP, SNIP."
I died.
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