|The Offender....yes, butter wouldn't melt in his mouth|
|The weapon of choice|
|My subsequent injury|
This happened last night when Master 22mths was going to bed. He stealthily snuck up on me, quietly picked up the remote and THWACK!!! Right on my nose.
I cried like a big baby.
Now I'm going to look even more "special" for my scary meeting on Friday *sigh*.
But, I'm going to be rocking this outfit for the rest of the week.....