Freshly changed into a clean diaper, Tommy toddled into the living room, sucking his thumb. His mommy was giving milk to his baby sister Jane. Tommy was supposed to not bother Mommy when she gave Jane milk. He turned around to go back to his room with his fellow quintuplets. As he turned, he spotted the phone on the floor. He picked it up. Like Jane, he couldn't read any of it. He tapped the screen a few times.
The world spun around him as he accidentally changed "Tommy is a toddler boy" to "Tommy is a teenage boy".
"Tommy, dear, please make sure your father doesn't need help changing any diapers," Sophia, still nursing Jane, said. Tommy was still reeling, but felt compelled to respond to her.
"Uh, sure, Mom," he said. He headed for the nursery, now housing quadruplets. Jack was in there, changing Pat's diaper.
"Hey, kiddo."
"Mom sent me to see if you need help."
"No, I'm good in here. Why don't you go get the twins and help them pack lunches for tomorrow?" Jack suggested. Tommy nodded. He headed for Jeremy and Ryan's room. The eight-year-olds were always playing video games, and this was no exception.
"Hey, twerps," Tommy said, the words leaving his mouth as if by muscle memory. His brothers looked up. "Let's get your lunches for tomorrow ready. Come on." The twins left their computers and followed Tommy to the kitchen. The change Jake had made back at the office was still in effect for them - they still had vaginas. Because of that, they were excused from PE classes. Otherwise they might get found out and bullied.
As Tommy helped his brothers, he thought about what had happened. One second, he was a diaper pooping toddler. The next, he was a teenager. Something he definitely preferred. And it was all because he picked up that phone.
Tommy looked at the phone. The app was still up. Tommy grinned, ready to make some more changes.