This morning I actually remembered to put on lipgloss. Not balm, people, something that has color and does more for me than just keeping my lips moisturized. As we got out of the car, obviously I applied it while on our way (The Doc was driving), Molé noticed.
“Mommy, why are your lips red,” she asked.
“Oh, mommy just decided to put on her lip gloss today,” I said realizing how sad it was that my usage of makeup is so infrequent it is cause for a question when worn.
“You look like a princess,” she responded, eyelashes fluttering, dimples, button nose, bright eyes and all.
When you haven’t showered for two days, rushed around all morning just to get your family physically out the door, and managed to throw on lip gloss at the last minute in a desperate attempt to salvage your “look” it’s pretty awesome when someone notices. Even more awesome when that someone is 3 1/2, with a cute little voice and calls you a princess.