oh, the wretched. the worst thing about this whole debacle, as my husband later informed me, is that i TOLD Violet to "go play with the peanut butter." she liked to roll the jar around in the kitchen. unfortunately, big sister figured out how to open the jar and pile the entire contents onto the little one's head. it was very hard to convince them that they should never do this again when i was laughing and crying and taking a million pictures.
From flickr user Smile Jennarator's photostream, captioned:
He found a blue crayon on the floor today that his sister dropped....and daddy was so proud of himself for teaching him not to eat crayons, HA! I had to take his picture before I cleaned him up....and no, he didn't get sick! :)
I have clear visions of my 3 or 4 year old self playing with a box of pantyliners. They seemed like giant bandaids and they also seemed very important to my mom. Creepy yes - but creepiness straight from the soul of the innocent...