So, I pretty much let LO have the run of the house on the main floor - not too much that he can get into and he usually hangs out wherever I am. He had been in our bedroom for a little longer than usual so I walked in to check on him. I get around the corner of the bed and he's got my vibrator in his hand! OMG! I ran over kind of laughing and he of course squeals and runs the other way but I managed to grab it. No idea how long he was playing with it but it wasn't on when I grabbed it. Dear Lord, I might want to lock that shiit up!