consequences

so....because i'm not enjoying the clean-up after about four days of being sick, plus still feeling weak and queasy, plus having a melt-down and cursing my wasted hour-and-a-half on a ruined baptism banner for sunday (seriously, why can't their banner be read in a mirror???):

i gave in to my crying, tired and hungry bean. what ensued was not only more mess for me to clean up, but, in the end, a little levity to my sour mood. she looked so innocent (yet so guilty) with fig bar smeared all over her head. good thinking, mom. alas, at least i feel a smidge better.