Grosser than Gross

Luckily for all of us, I don't have any pictures of this. As some of you may know, we returned from a trip this week. (Which was fabulous...more about that later.) We were gone ten days and returned to jungle land in our yard. It was actually quite comical to see how things had taken over while we were gone. Unfortunately, one of the things to take over was slugs. I decided that it was bad enough that I should collect all of the nasty slug eggs (you know, the cocoon-like things with eggs in them) and then lay out some slug killer also. So, I gathered a bazillion eggs in a water bottle that was left over from our trip. No, that was not the gross part. I didn't quite finish, and quickly became distracted with another section of the yard, leaving my opened, slug-filled water bottle on the lawn. Can you see where this is going? A few minutes later I heard Paul's horrified scream and looked up just in time to see Violet pulling the water bottle from her mouth, dirt falling from her lips. That's right folks, my lovely toddler now has slug infested baby lips since she tried to ingest the slug eggs that I had so foolishly collected in a water bottle. I suppose when they say, "you don't know where that mouth has been," it can be so terribly worse than you ever imagined!