I knew I was forgetting something

This morning when Sabrina and I got out of the car [note to self: remember in the morning that Sabrina disengaged the child locks on her door], we were face to face with all sorts of liquor litter. Right across the street from an elementary school!

But that wasn't as bad as while we were standing around after school waiting for Sabrina to hold my hand to cross the street. Right where we were standing, there was a little teeny ziploc bag. I know that these really small bags are sometimes used by crafters to hold beads or small earrings. But something tells me that wasn't what this bag originally held.