oh, the wretched. the worst thing about this whole debacle, as my husband later informed me, is that i TOLD Violet to "go play with the peanut butter." she liked to roll the jar around in the kitchen. unfortunately, big sister figured out how to open the jar and pile the entire contents onto the little one's head. it was very hard to convince them that they should never do this again when i was laughing and crying and taking a million pictures.