Warning: This post is not for the faint of heart.
Yesterday I knew Brooks was up to something, I’d heard him wake up from his nap and I found it suspicious that he was being so quiet up in his room. Clinging to the hope that I would get to paint my nails before nap time ended, I foolishly let him keep on keeping on. When I finally did go to check on him, this is what I found:
Me: “WHAT? Brooks! What is this?!?”
Him: “Ladybug Mama!”
Me: “What happened? What did you do?”
Him: “Take apart! No wing!”
Me: “Did you put this in your mouth?!?!”
Him: “YEAH! Put in Brooks’ mouth!”
Now, before you think my house is 10,000 kinds of nasty, we really don’t have bugs! I don’t know where this thing came from, but I have NEVER seen a bug like that in my house.