Mystery solved.

Tiff got inside the case of an old, non-plugged in tv, and has been slowly dismantling the innards for a while now. The Boy caught her at it last night, a shard of glass making it's way into her mouth. *shudder*

Now that it has been removed from her reach, may I indulge in a little post-crisis horror? I'm trying to not overreact, but how can I not overreact to my baby girl playing with bits of glass near her mouth unnoticed for all this time?

Bad mama. Bad, bad, mama. No biscuit for me.