Like most small children I've observed, JD has a homing beacon trained on my cell phone at all times. Should I ever leave the shiny red phone unattended and in her sight, she'll zero-in on it, snatch it up with an "aha I got it" look on her face and have at it. Buttons to push! Imaginary conversations to have! Contacts to add! I have a series of "No Names" listed in my contacts with numbers like 50500*##000 and 7*223.
And then, there are the photos. Yesterday I was deleting unwanted pics from my cell phone and came across a couple of JD originals: