It's a small price to pay for free babysitting.

The other night Mike and I left Abby in the care of Grandma Linda and Papa two older adult type Caucasian persons of the male and/or female variety. (Excuse me, I have changed the names to protect the allegedly innocent.) When we arrived to pick her up she was wearing this bracelet.



I'm still not sure exactly what kind of mardi gras-esque party went on there. I was just happy there were no beads.