First, there was the girl scout cookie confession. Long overdue.
Second, there was the incident with the AA batteries and the baby.
WHAT incident, you ask?
Libby was acting suspiciously...she was up to something...so I began to chase her. Something is in her hand that she does not want me to have. She keeps toddling along. I follow.
I catch her. A AA battery in her hand. That I proceed to take. Which makes her mad. Which is when she yells at me and the SECOND AA battery falls OUT.OF.HER.MOUTH!!!!
I look at her and say "NO!" She looks at me, as if to say, "WTH? What's wrong with a battery in my mouth? You are NO FUN, mom!"
Bad mommy. Bad, bad mommy...