What's in your underwear drawer?

Every morning I start my day with a smile. It's not necessarily because I had a great night sleep or that I am this wonderful optimistic person who wakes up ready to take on the day. It's because every morning I find a "surprise" in my underwear drawer.

At this point in time it not only holds my undies, but it is the new storage space for the Hungry Hungry Hippo's marbles, a pacifier and a few random papers. This is the place of choice for my daughter to put her prized possessions. So every morning I have to laugh, because everyday it's something new. So what's in your underwear drawer?

When everything goes awry.

I don't know what to do? After 3yrs of carefully screening what my daughter watches, who my daughter plays with and keeping close tabs on her to ensure that she properly behaves, all that goodness flew out the door in the one hour that I left the house for a manicure! She had a playdate with acquaintances of my husband and learned how to push, spit and empathetically say "no way Mom". Yes, my beautiful blond daughter with the doe eyes and the look of pure wholesomeness is now hocking major luggies. What to do...I just don't know? It has taken me three days now to deprogram her and I don't even know if it's a success yet. I know I can't shelter her forever, but my theory was that if I kept her away from the bad behavior for as long as possible she's would recognize it and know to do the right thing. For a 3 year old this is an impossible task. Now who was I kidding...