Emily was helping unload the dishwasher. As she went to put away the bulb portion of a turkey baster, "What's this thing?"
Ever tried to explain half a turkey baster? Not worth it. I would have had to search for the other portion, which I probably already destroyed if history rings true. No idea why, they simply don't last in this house. So I went with the normal mom answer. "Don't worry about it."
And Emily went with the normal Emily... "It looks like it could suck your eye!" She then proceeded to squeeze it, press it against her eye, and release. Floop! "OW!"
Yeah. That's about right. For crying in the night. At least she still has her eye.