a dinner conversation....

in the midst of this crazy talk my kids normally have about caillou, cinderelmo, martha, and various other childhood favorites mapboy stops, looks at me, and says,

"mom, did you get 2 black eyes today?"

me: "no..."

him: "but your eyes are all blue when you close them."

me: "oh...i let your sister put make up on me!"

her: lots of giggles and squeals

him: "oh"

him to her: "so caillou is playing with...."

i'm one of those moms. the ones that doesn't wear make-up or dress up or really do my hair. but way back when hubby was off at meetings atleast one night a week the kids quickly learned that i put them to bed extra early. they also caught on that if they brushed my hair and rubbed my feet they could stay up later. hubby has never approved but i sure do!

so the other day, princess was procrastinating something and offered to rub my feet and do my hair.....she added some blue eye shadow. i was looking loverly:)

photo courtesy of princess herself

Comments

Kevin Flick said…

how fun! you have your own built in make-up artist. heeehee. and a word from one of my fave audrey movies...my fair lady. ahhh! :)

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