Sure I herd of Real Bad Mommies...

Group bad mommy moment: A bunch of us were at the park with our kids. They were all playing, and we were all talking. One of the moms broke open a brand-new package of chocolate sandwich cookies -- for us, since the kids were off doing their own thing.

So we're standing around partying -- eating cookies, talking. All we needed was a bottle of wine to make the day complete.

Just then, the littlest kid -- he's barely a year old -- stood up under a picnic bench and rapped his head smartly. He burst into a wail. All the moms said, "Aaaaaww." We all felt horribly guilty. We'd all been standing maybe five feet away from him, and not one of us was able to keep him from bonking his head.

His mom scooped him up, of course. He was still pretty ticked about the whole incident -- he'd given his head quite a whack, after all. So his mom grabbed one of the cookies and shoved it into his hand.

He just stared at it for a minute. Then he finally started to eat it, but in this kind of slow-motion fascinated kind of way. His mother explained a little sheepishly that this was perhaps the second time in his life that he'd had a sugary treat. We all agreed that it was a wonderful Bad Mommy afternoon -- group negligence leading to injury, followed by that crucial first step toward sugar addiction.