"I push the button!"

Okay so on the one hand, whoever decided "the hangup button on FaceTime should be bright RED!" is a moron. Most of the people using FaceTime are toddlers, and what do toddlers like? Red buttons. Ugh.

BUT! His lack of impulse control can be used to my benefit. For example, during conversations with my mother, he has an unerring instinct for hanging up on her just as she starts criticizing me or my brother's wife or complaining about Donald Trump, so it's actually pretty helpful. Also, his little voice shouting gleefully yelling "I hanged up on Grandma!" is so stinking cute. So maybe the red button is actually a genius invention. I'm a little torn on this issue.

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