Until yesterday, when I was trying to enjoy a dull quesadilla (don't EVEN get me started on the endless soft foods tirade. Just don't), but couldn't find any hot sauce. I remembered that day at or near the beach with Beth and said child, and I remembered that one of the inappropriate items I had pulled out of my inner bag to offer the young child was a wee little bottle of tabasco! Best of all, I remembered that the small bag o tricks had been moved out of my larger beach bag and into my larger purse.
|This is the bag that was once lived inside my beach bag, and could now be found inside my purse.|
The bag of wonders! Let's see what we got, shall we?
|The aforementioned tabasco. AAwwww, it's just a baybeeeee!|
I dumped it all over my quesadilla before I had the idea to make a blog post out of it.
|Bag still weirdly awesome. Adorable tabasco now empty, still wee. Exhibit A|
What else is in there?
|Exhibit B: a pretty pink razor|
|Exhibit C: portable charger. Don't listen to Beth when she tells you it is something else|
|Exhibit D: now we're talkin|
|Exhibit E: hmm. Technically made for kids, but not strictly for entertainment purposes.|
|Totally ready for next time.|