Tala comes out of the bedroom from her nap, climbs on my lap and says "Mommy I fixed the cord." I go into uh-oh mode... "Did you mess up a cord?" "It's ok I taped it." "You taped a cord?" "Yeah because the other piece fell down on the ground."
Somehow the AV cable connecting the DVD/VCR to the TV in my room (she was napping on my bed, and it's my old college TV so the AV connection is only in the front, thus access to the cord) cracked in half clean through. I've never seen that happen before. She took a piece of scotch tape and sort of stuck it back together, lol. Time for a new AV cable and to try finding a better way to keep the cord out of the way.
A note from a little later: Charles says it looks like the cable cracked from age when something tugged it hard enough, so maybe Tala hooked an arm in it? Who knows...
