As you probably know from prior posts, I’ve been trying to limit my iPhone usage when around my kids, a feat far easier said than done for me. But I try to keep the phone squared away in the cabinet until ideally the kids are either a- not physically present, or b- not in need of my attention, which c- NEVER REALLY HAPPENS. But in this ONE particular case, I was glad that I happened to have my phone on my person. Recently, our youngest son outgrew his crib. I say “outgrew”, because it sounds a lot better than saying he had taken to “swinging himself up and out of…