I’m certain she was going for shock and awe. Because seriously, there is just no other reason for it.
Imagine my darling little two year old girl. So sweet. So sweet in fact that I allowed her to walk about the Target instead of being strapped into the grocery cart like normal (which in hindsight would have prevented this entire affair). Yes, imagine her… gazing into the mirror at the checkout at Target.
Oh, you didn’t know there were mirrors at the checkout? I didn’t either, until I looked down to see my darling little sweetie pie admiring herself in one of them…batting her eyelashes, talking to herself, posing. And then.
And then, (I can hardly type this) she stuck out her tongue and ran it the entire length of said mirror.
You know how you have those dreams where you’re trying desperately to run but your legs feel like they’re full of sand, and you can’t move? Right. That’s pretty much how I felt. I might have screamed a little. Because there were a lot of people looking at me right then…
What possesses a child to do such a thing? I mean seriously? Licking a mirror?
I have to go now. I have to go clean something. Anything.