Unthinkable with unmentionables

Bedtime tonight was something I never could have dreamed up.

I sent her up to get into her pjs and brush her teeth.  She didn't want to.  She stalled.  But she went.

I followed.  And did what I shouldn't do -- I started picking up her room.  The mess bothers me and not her.

When she was done brushing her teeth she came into her bedroom and grabbed her pjs.  Then she looked at me and...

Ladybug: Can I change in the bathroom?
Mama: What?  Why? (did she all of a sudden get shy?)
Ladybug: I made a mess in my panties.
Mama: (do I want to know?)  What kind of mess?
Ladybug: You are going to get mad.
Mama: (sitting down)  I am only going to get mad if you don't tell me (I hope).
Ladybug: No you are going to be mad.
Mama: Just tell me how you made a mess.
Ladybug: Well, I took some M&M's out of the cabinet this morning and I hid them in my panties.

I can't make this stuff up.  I just hope she didn't eat them after they were hiding in her panties.  But I didn't dare ask.

Mean Mama