When you slowly watch as all of the photos on your iPhone are deleted.
Want to talk about terrifying?
[They’re gone because it was running super slow & hating life when I tried to take pictures. Or you know, make a phone call.]
They’re not gone. They’re on my laptop. And I will be backing this bad boy up tonight, you better believe it.
It was just, cranky. So I had to fix it. Kind of like I wished I could fix Bear last night because OMG HI, HE’S TWOOOOOOOOO.
I don’t understand. He was so good in Florida. We come home, BAM, tantrums galore.
No, seriously. Send help.