Sunday, July 26, 2009
Trying to be like Mommy
When things get quiet around here, I take a deep cleansing breath and just enjoy it. Then I come to remember what that usually means. Trouble. Big trouble. On this day (like many others), Pretty decided that she needed to look more like me. What that translates into is that she got into my make-up. Again. Is this REALLY what she thinks I look like? Perhaps I should invest in a make-up consultant and soon.