Oh no, I do not think that I am an evil mother because my child fell asleep on the floor. I am told it happens to the few lucky ones whose kids fall asleep on their own. Which today is me! (me! me! me!) It's what I did next that makes me a viable contender for the title of Horrible Mother of the Year. I reached for the camera only to realize that the battery is completely dead. So I did what any caring mother would've done in my place - went to charge the battery. Then I snapped a few, OK, quite a few shots. I might or might not have uploaded the picture on Facebook before finally transferring the poor kid to bed; I'll leave that up to your imagination.
On the bright side please note that the floor is relatively clean (on a day when kids were mostly home!) and the chips next to the sleeping kid are organic. So there's hope for me. And for my kids. And for Target, whose products are getting free advertisement from my blog.
P.S. I was about to publish this, but Blogger had issues. And of course the baby woke up. She came into the living room, saw her picture on the screen and started screaming, "It's me, it's me. I fell!" I said, "No, baby, you fell asleep on the floor." She gave me one horrified look and said, "Oh my God." I think that describes it all.